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// Born To Be Wild 
// Story: Friendship is Epic - Book 2: Dat Mareami Heat 
// by FlareGun45 
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lI haven’t seen Miss Cheerilee in a while, so I decided to go hang with her later today, but before I showed up, she was showing her class a slideshow about the disastrous earthquake that hit Los Pegasus 80 years ago.

“And that children, is the collapsed memorial of Starswirl the Bearded; it was the first building to be rebuilt after the Earthquake.” Cheerilee said.

“It’s just a grave. Why would they rebuild that first?” Diamond Tiara asked.

“Because Starswirl the Bearded was a magnificent wizard. He taught a great deal in the unicorn magics around history. They say, if his grave is destroyed or disrupted, you’ll be cursed forever!” Cheerilee said in a spooky voice.

“But an earthquake hit it, not anypony. So you saying the quake would be cursed?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Actually, Sweetie Belle, it was. Not another earthquake hit Los Pegasus ever since.” Cheerilee said.

“Whoooooa!” the class all said in surprise, and Diamond Tiara just made a raspberry sound.

“And this here is the old Applewood sign.” Cheerilee said, flicking the slideshow. “Before the earthquake, it was called ‘Applewood Land’, but the word ‘land’ fell off, after some falling rocks rolled down the mountain during the quake.”

“Seems like a coincidence. It looks better that way!” Apple Bloom said with glee.

“Come to think of it, it is!” Silver Spoon agreed. Just then, Diamond Tiara punched her in the shoulder. “OW!”

“Don’t agree with her!” Diamond whispered to her.

Apple Bloom raised her hoof. “Miss Cheerilee?”

“Yes, Apple Bloom?” Cheerilee responded.

“How much did all the damage after the quake cost?” she asked.

“That’s a very good question, Apple Bloom!” Cheerilee said.

“That’s a very good question, Apple Bloom!” Diamond Tiara mimicked to herself with an attitude.

“You see, not the entire city was destroyed by the quake; though lots buildings were pretty damaged.” Cheerilee explained. “It cost about 898 million bits to repair the entire city!”

“Whoa! That’s a lot of bits!” Scootaloo said in shock.

“Indeed it was, Scootaloo! Indeed it was!” Cheerilee said.

“What caused the Earthquake anyway? Was it a giant monster that lived under the city?” Scoots asked.

“Please! Everypony knows there can’t be a giant monster under the city. That’s just not possible!” Diamond Tiara said, picking on her.

“Oh and like you know all about monsters.” Scoots said, rolling her eyes.

“Hey, don’t be like that, Scoots! She should know her own species!” Sweetie Belle teased and the whole class laughed, including Silver Spoon, and Diamond punched her again.

“OW!” Silver Spoon yelled. “I just like to blend in!”

“Now students, this brings us to….” Cheerilee was about to say, but before she could finish, I burst through the school house doors, making alarming noises, wearing a fire costume, and ringing a couple of Town Crier bells.

“UH OH! FIRE, FIRE! WEE OOO, WEE OOO, WEE OOO, WEE OOO! THERE’S A FIRE IN THE SCHOOL!” I yelled.

“Oh no, class! It seems our school has a fire!” Cheerilee yelled to the class. “What do we do if there’s a fire?”

“We fight it!” Scootaloo yelled.

“No, we stop, drop, and roll.” Sweetie Belle said, rolling around on the floor.

“No, we get out, and let the fire department handle everything!” Apple Bloom yelled.

“That’s right, Apple Bloom!” Cheerilee said.

“That’s right, Apple Bloom!” Diamond Tiara mimicked with an attitude. So all the kids were about to run out the door, but I stood in the way.

“Uh oh! The fire is blocking your only way out! OH NO! What are you gonna do?” I teased.

“We just run through?” Twist asked.

“We just sit and wait for the fire department?” Pipsqueak asked.

“We get out another way, and head to the donut shop, and call it a day?” Snails asked.

“Snails, that’s gotta be the most stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” Snips said to him.

“No, actually he’s right, Snips.” Cheerilee said. 

“See? I am so smart!” Snails danced and sang. “I am so smart! I am so smart! I am so smart! S-M-R-T… I mean S-M-A-R-T!”

“You have to rub it in?” Snips asked, annoyed.

“WHY ARE YOU STANDING AROUND?! THE FIRE’S SPREADING!” I yelled, getting closer to the kids, and they backed off.

“Oh wait; he’s not blocking the door anymore!” Twist cried out.

“If I already stood somewhere that means the fire is still there.” I informed her.

“C’mon! Out the window, let’s go!” Scootaloo yelled, opening the window and jumping through, and the kids in school followed. Snips and Snails jumped at the same time, and got stuck. 

“Oh wait!” Silver Spoon stopped everypony else and started drawing faces on Snips and Snails’ flanks, and then laughed. “Look Diamond Tiara, I drew faces on their flanks!” Diamond just glared at her and just kicked Snips and Snails right through the window, and jumped through.

“You’re an idiot, Silver Spoon.” Diamond said annoyingly to her. Just then the rest of the students climbed out of the window and made it outside.

“That was awesome!” I said excitedly. “That was really fun, Cheerilee! That was really fun! It was more fun then-“

“DIE, FIRE!” Truffle Shuffle cried out as he sprayed me with a fire extinguisher. I fell on the ground, and I started yelling and spitting the foam out of mouth as Cheerilee just watched. Once the extinguisher was empty, I tried to get up, but then he threw the extinguisher at my head and ran away. Stars were spinning around on my head as I was lying on the ground unconscious.

“Well, at least he knew what to do if he was in an actual fire.” Cheerilee said and shrugged. Cheerilee let me hang around for the rest of the day and once the school day ended, the bell rung and the students ran out of the schoolhouse, all except the CMCs.

“Bye, my little ponies! Have a wonderful day!” Cheerilee cried out at her students.

“Ah! She said it! She said it!” I cried out in excitement. “Did you girls here it?”

“Here what?” Apple Bloom asked.

“She said ‘my little ponies’!” I said.

“Uh huh, so?” Scootaloo asked, feeling confused.

“You don’t get it?” I asked.

“Nope, sorry.” Sweetie Belle said. “Well, we’re going to try to get our cutie marks by beat-boxing. Wanna join us, Flare?”

“No thanks, little-ladies.” I said. “Your teacher never gets the chance to hang out. I wanna get to know her a bit, you know what I mean?”

“But mah brother is already with her.” Apple Bloom said.

“What? No, not in that way. I mean, Cheerilee is always busy, so I just wanna show her a good time! I’ll see you little fillies later.” I said.

“Alright, c’mon girls! Let’s go!” Scoots yelled in excitement and the CMCs all ran out of the school. Before Cheerilee went back inside to sit on her desk, I was in her seat, spinning around on it. 

“Weeeeeee!” I cried in glee as I was having fun on her chair.

“Having fun, Flare?” Cheerilee asked.

“Indeed I am!” I said excitedly.

“Well, sorry to spoil your fun, Flare. But I have some work to do.” She chuckled and said.

“Work? You just finished teaching your class! You’re done for the day!” I said.

“Yes, I’m done teaching. Unfortunately, I have to make plans for tomorrow’s class, so I’ll have to get back to work.” She said sadly.

“No problemo, sista! You work now and when you finally get out, we can hang! Sound like a good plan?” I asked.

“I’m sorry, Flare.” She said and sighed.

“Why you sorry?” I asked.

“Usually when I’m done, I have to go to yoga.” She said.

“Oooooh, the Yoda, you do? Hmm? Then after that, hang out, we do?” I asked.

Cheerilee giggled. “No, not ‘Yoda’, ‘Yoga’.”

“Ooooooh, yoga!” I nodded. “What’s that?”

“It’s a type of exercise that helps your body, preventing it from aches or cramps. It’s mostly stretching exercises.” She explained.

“I know what yoga is, no need to remind me.” I said.

Cheerilee was confused for a sec. “Well….. anyway……. After yoga is when I have to try and finish my novel.”

“Hold the phone a sec.” I said.	

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Hold the phone up, I might’ve left my tootsie roll under it.” I said, pointing to her phone on her desk. Cheerilee lifted up the phone, and there was the tootsie roll. “Heeeeey! There you are, my little friend!” I took the tootsie roll unwrapped it, and threw it in my mouth. “So you saying you’ll be busy all night?”

“Pretty much.” She said.

“No worries. I’ll be open on the weekend.” I said.

“Flare, can I tell you something real quick?” she asked.

“No, I understand, you don’t wanna hang out with me. It’s cool, no worries, sista. I know how it is. At least you’re being honest.” I said. “You’re like my friend Blaze a bit; you know him right?”

“No, not that.” She sighed. “I never have any free time.”

“You didn’t answer my question yet. Do you know my friend Blaze?” I asked.

“Yes I know him.” Cheerilee sighed and said.

“Who is he?” I asked.

“He’s a Wonderbolt and he’s a friend of yours. Why are you asking me this?” Cheerilee asked.

“Eh, most of you pony folk keep socializing with me, but not so much with my friends. You should hang out with them.” I suggested.

“Don’t worry, Flare, I know each of your Noble Six friends, but like I said before, I have no time to hang out.” Cheerilee said.

“Lawl what?” I asked.

“It’s true.” She said.

“I see you hanging out with Big Mac on certain days.” I reminded her.

“Well, actually, it’s only dinner, and either him helping me with work or me helping him with work. Other than that, I have no free time. Always busy, busy, busy!” she said.

“Busy, busy, busy? Wow that’s a lot of busies! Maybe you should take a break.” I suggested.

“I wish I could, Flare. Oh how I wish I could.” She said. “But I can’t. I can’t all the fun affect my teaching duties and such.”

“GASP! And such?! Not and such! Wow…” I said shockingly.

“Nothing I can do about that, dear.” Cheerilee said.

“But Cheer, don’t you see? You’re letting your whole life pass you. You need to have a good time every once in a while! Don’t get stuck with work, work, work, with your busy, busy, busy life, life, life.” I said.

“Well, well, well…. Oh great you got me saying it!” she facehoofed.

“Yeah I’m good at that, aren’t I?” I teased.

“I can’t let fun get into my head. I’m a teacher after all and what a teacher has to do, is what a teacher has to do. I mean, the kids have the easy life, but you know how tough being a teacher is, Flare?” she asked.

“Well, not as a teacher, but as a restaurant owner, yes.” I said.

“Yeah, how’s your business going anyway?” she asked.

“Business is slow, but mainly because of the Super Bull. Hoofball season is almost over, but I don’t really watch it for the game, I watch it mainly because of the commercials, and the halftime show, and I heard Filloncé will be playing this season!” I said.

“I see.” She said.

“C’mon, Cheer! Let out your inner filly! You gotta have some fun!” I said.

“I’m sorry, Flare. But there’s nothing I can do.” She said.

“Okie doke, but first, tell me: When did you stop having fun?” I asked.

“Oh, Flare. I think that’s a story I’ll leave off for another time.” She said, and she was about to sadly walk out of the school, but I ran in front of the door, blocking her way out.

“C’mon, tell me! I’m your friend! You can tell me anything!” I charmed her.

“Look Flare, there’s really nothing more I gotta say on this subject.” She said, trying to find a way around me, but I keep blocking her path. “Flare can you move, please?”

“I’ll move if you tell me your backstory!” I said.

“It wasn’t much. It was wacky. That’s all I’m gonna say.” She said. “Now if you be so kind? I really have to go.”

“You call that a backstory? LAWL, even the Ugly Barnacle was a bigger story than that!” I said.

“Flare!” she yelled.

“Fine, fine!” I said as I moved out of her way. “But you just wait, Cheerilee! I’m gonna find out why you can’t have fun, if it’s the last thing I do! Wait…. actually, it won’t be the last thing I’d do. The last thing I’d do should be something better than that. 

A cutaway shows me laughing and doing snow angels pinecones. “The last thing I wanna do involves pinecones.” I said to the camera. “Lots and lots of pinecones.” Just then a bunch of nacho cheese gets dumped all over me. “And nacho cheese; although, this cheese is burning me real bad, so this is gonna be the last thing I’m gonna do anyway.” The cutaway ends.

So we start with Cheerilee walking back to her house and did some yoda- I mean yoga. Her spine cracked as she was doing it, so she had to get her icy-hot pad thing in her closet, so she walked into her closet to get her pad, but while she was looking for it, she saw a box underneath one of the shelves that say: ‘Memories’. She sat down and looked at the box, and then she was thinking about what I said about her backstory earlier. She thought to herself for a little bit, but then she had the urge to look at what’s inside her box. She tore off the tape that was keeping the box shut and she opened it. She looked inside and saw all her worthless junk from her past. Inside the box were her pom-poms of when she was a cheerleader, there was a little box inside that contained her braces, and there was even her wacky hair dyes and stickers and make up inside from when she looked wacky in the early 1990s, and there was even a picture book inside. She took out the picture book, blew away some of the dust, and opened it. It saw her with her old friends from her past, and all her wacky mane-styles, outfits, tattoos, and everything! Some pictures had her cheerleading for the school hoofball team, her flirting with the skateboarding dudes, and even a dorky picture of her showing her braces. She didn’t know, but I was standing behind her the whole time.

“Whatcha got there, Cheer?” I asked. She screamed, and closed her book and box.

“Flare? How did you get in here?” she asked.

“I didn’t want to intrude, but your door was unlocked, and I needed to tell you that Snips and Snails are egging your house, that I definitely DID NOT suggest them to do.” I said.

“Oh…. Well, they’ll be in trouble tomorrow.” she said.

“Whatcha lookin at?” I asked.

“Huh? Oh this is nothing.” She said, pushing her box under the shelf.

“Memories, huh? Looks like you were taking my advice!” I said, peeking at the box.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She said nervously.

“C’mon, let’s take a look inside!” I said.

“I’m sorry, Flare, but this is secret. Now please, I have stuff to do, so can you go?” she asked.

“Okie doke!” I said, walking out of her room.

“Thank you.” She said gratefully. She then got up, got her icy-hot pad, and walked out of her room.

“So can we look at the box now?” I asked. She got startled because she didn’t know I was still here.

“What are you still doing here?” she asked.

“You told me to go; I thought you were talking about go out of your room?” I asked.

“I meant out of my house. Please, Flare?” she asked.

“Can I look at your memory box first?” I asked. She sighed.

“Alright, you want to see my memory box?” she asked with an attitude. She took me into her closet and pointed to her box. “There! You saw the box. Now please go!” 

“Can we look inside?” I asked.

“NO!” she yelled.

“GASP!” I yelled. “You mad, sis?”

Cheerilee sighed, and calmed herself down. “I’m sorry, Flare. I really don’t want to share my memories with anypony. So please, I need some time.”

“I can take a hint. T-T-Y-L, sista!” I said as I trotted out of her house. She just stood there, and looked at her box again. She sighed, and she shut her closet door, and she laid down on her couch with her pad on her back. I went over to Twilight’s house so I can have a chat with my ol buddy Spike. We were playing chess. I just took out his castle.

"AH HA! KING ME!" I yelled.

"Dude, this chess, not checkers. Besides you didn't reach the end." Spike corrected him.

"You’re only correcting me just to hide your shame of losing, aren’t you?" I asked him mischievously. Spike then growled and threw the chess board across the room. "Wow, what did that board ever do to you?”

"You cheat!" he yelled.

"Sue me then.” I said mischievously.

”Fine, I’ll see you in court.” Spike said.

“What do you wanna play then; tennis, basketball?” I asked.

“Wait what?” Spike asked.

“What?” I asked.

“You lost me.” Spike said.

“And I found you again in front of me.” I pointed out.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, dude.” Spike said.

"Neither do I! I am so confused right now!" I started to freak out.

"ME TOO!" Spike yelled.

"WHAT THE HAY IS GOING ON HERE?!" I yelled.

"I DON'T KNOW! I DON'T KNOW! I DON'T KNOW!" Spike yelled. We started screaming really loud but as we were doing so, Twilight was standing at the end of her stairs, giving us a nervous look.

"Uhh, are you guys okay?" she asked. Spike and I froze for a sec.

"You know what? I don't remember." I said.

"Neither do I." Spike said. Twilight chuckled and shook her head as she walked back to her room.

"So Spike, you know Miss Cheerilee, right?" I asked him.

"Uhh, yeah." he said.

"Yeah I know her too, she's a nice mare!" I said and nodded.

"I agree!" he said. "She gave me a sweet hat for my birthday last year!"

"Oh I gotta see it later, but first I need to ask for your onion." I said.

"My what?" he asked.

"Your onion." I said.

"My..... onion?" he asked confusingly.

"Yeah your onion." I nodded.

"Uhhhh.... oooooook, what do you mean by that?" he asked.

"You know, asking about what other's think, what their onion is." I explained.

Spike tilted his head. "I'm not sure if I'm following."

"You know..... there are fax, and there are onions." I explained. Spike still didn't know what I was talking about. 

Just then, Twilight peeks her head through the door and says; "He's talking about opinions, Spike. He's pulling your leg again."

"No I'm not! Don't lie to him, Twilight! I'm not even touching him!" I corrected her. Twilight rolled her eyes, and closed the door.

"You want my opinion, huh Flare?" Spike asked.

"Yeah I want your onion." I nodded. Spike just glared at me. "You know how Cheerilee is always busy all the time, with her students, and her school, and her yoda? Well, she needs some fun in her life. I was talking to her earlier today and she looks like a busy mare; probably too busy if you ask me."

"Come to think of it, she hasn't shown herself out in the streets that often anymore." Spike said.

"Exactly, that's what I'm saying!" I continued. "Cheerilee needs some fun in her life! She needs to drop her work, and start going out, being happy, and not holding that pen, grading her tests, and such!"

"Wow, and such huh? Seems tense. Well what do you have in mind?" Spike asked me.

"I think it's time to teach the teacher! Teach her, teacher..... wait what?" I just confused myself after I said that. "Wait hold on, Spike, let me get my bearings." I took a deep breath, so I can think about what I'm saying.  "Ah! I got it! I gotta teach.... the teacher..... teach her..... about..... fun..... RE-teach her… because that's who she was in the past! A fun, club.... teach..... look my point is, I can help her get back to who she was in the 90s. I grew up in the 90s, so I should know all about how to get her back to her old self!"

Spike put his finger in his ear and asked; "Okay, what did you just say?"

"Wait a second, something just puzzled me." I said.

"What is it?" Spike asked.

"Why are we playing chess? CHESS IS FOR NERDS!" I complained.

So Spike and I walked back over to Cheerilee's house, but before we arrived, Cheerilee was just sitting on her sofa, watching television, and eating yogurt. “We now return to Three Little Pigs.” The TV announcer said.

On the TV showed three little pigs like from the story, but they were trying to slide through a tight gap. “This mental hospital is really starting to scare me.” One of the pigs said.

“Not to worry, brothers. If we get caught, I still have my video camera.” Another pig said.

“Hey little pig!” the Big Bad Wolf said on the other side of the gap wall as he catches one of the little pigs. You don’t wanna know what happens after that.

Meanwhile outside, I then knocked on her door- no wait, Spike did, because I yelled at him for knocking at the door because I wanted to do it! Cheerilee got up and opened the door. "Hello, Flare. Hello, Spike. Can I help you with something?" she asked.

"Yeah hello, miss! I'm here to see Cheerilee, have you seen her?" I asked Cheerilee.

"Dude, she's right the-" I punched Spike in the arm after he said that, cutting him off. "OW!"

"Yeah, I'm looking for Cheerilee. Is she here?" I asked.

"Um, I'm right here." Cheerilee corrected me.

"Hmmm." I took a good look at Cheerilee, observed her, and then I shook my head. "Well, you do look and sound like her, but the Cheerilee I know is always happy.”

"Sorry Flare, I'm just going through a little bit right now. I'm afraid you'll have to come back some other time." she said, about to close the door on me, but my hoof blocks the door from closing.

"Hold it right there, sista!" I said, pushing the door open again. "I'm here to help out with your problems."

"Problems? What problems? I don't have any problems." Cheerilee corrected me.

"Oh you don't do you?" I asked.

"Exactly. So, I have some stuff to do right now." Cheerilee said, attempting to close the door on me again.

"Oh, you mean sitting down and watching TV?" I asked, with my hoof on the door, and pushing it open again.

"Well... I...." she stuttered.

“Yeah that sounds like LOADS of fun, Cheer… if you were me that is, but that’s not who you are. You like to party and be tacky.” I said.

“I gave up on all that though. I have responsibilities now. It’s the wise thing to do at this point.” Cheerilee explained.

"You should use this time wisely to hang out with me! Well, not just me, others too." I said.

"Sorry Flare...." she yawned. "But I'm really tired right now. So if you please...." she attempted to close the door again, but I stopped it the exact same way. "Will you quit doing that?”

“I would love to stop doing that. You’re destroying every cell on my hoof by doing that; however, I still have yet to know about your problem.” I said.

“I’m fine, Flare!” Cheerilee started to lose her patience.

"Please! Tell me your problem! I can tell by the look on your face that you wish you can have fun, but don't know how! Please tell me!" I begged. Cheerilee then sighed.

"You're not gonna leave it alone, are you?" she asked.

"Not really." I said.

"You know how Flare is." Spike said. I punched his arm again. "OW!"

“It’s my duty as a member of the Noble Six.” I said.

"Well if you insist. I heard stories from my students, saying how much you help them. I also hear those stories from Twilight, and Big McIntosh, so I guess I can give ya a chance." she said and smiled.

"Excellent! So where shall we begin?" I asked after she welcomed me and Spike inside, and we sat on her sofa with her.

“Nice place you got here, Cheerilee!” Spike said as he observed her house.

“Thanks, Spike.” Cheerilee said.

“Aren’t you going to offer us a refreshing beverage?” I asked.

“Umm… would you two like a refreshing beverage?” Cheerilee asked.

“Oh no thanks, I overdid it on the iced tea and I’m going to be peeing a lot tonight; might as well not overflow it.” I said.

“I’d like a beverage though. Got any lava juice?” Spike asked.

“Umm… no?” Cheerilee said.

“Nopony ever does, and I’m still figuring out why.” Spike complained.

“So talk to me, Cheer. What happened to you? Why did you settle down from partying?” I asked.

"Well, first off, I haven't had much fun in years. I've been teaching my class ever since I graduated Grand Teaching's University in Hoofington. I've been so busy with my classes that I never had the chance to have fun again." Cheerilee explained.

"Don't let teachings and plannings get to your head, Cheerilee." I said.

"Yeah, I mean, just look at you! Bags under your eyes,” Spike said as Cheerilee had a couple of plastic bags under her eyes, “your eyes are bloodshot,” one of her eyelids takes out a gun and shoots her other eye, and her other eye does the same thing, “you can't sit up straight, you're a mess!" Spike said.

"Gee, thanks." Cheerilee said sarcastically.

"Your welcome!" he said.

"Tell me, Cheerilee!" I said, holding her shoulders. "What made you happy in the past? What gave you your adrenaline?"

"Well it was a long time ago, you think I'll remember?" she asked.

"Aw c'mon, you're in your late 20s or early 30s, you're not Granny Smith, you can remember!" I said, tapping on her head.

"Well...." she said rubbing her head. "I did like watching skateboarding dudes. That seemed to make feel alive."

"And I know just the skateboarder!" I said. “So Cheer, you never asked if you wanted to take my coat.”

“You want me to take your coat?” Cheerilee asked.

”No thanks, it’s kinda freezing in here.” I said. Yeah from now on during most of Book 2 until at least late chapter 23, I’m going to be wearing my blue coat at night mostly and my vest in the day time. I’m going to be wearing my blue coat full-time though during chapter 16 as long as I’m outside. Thought I should mention that.

So Spike, Cheerilee, and I went over to the market district to check out my friend Black Thunder in action. He skateboards on the market stalls and park benches, and even the fountain in the middle of the square. He sees us walking along the square and he skateboards towards us.

"Hey Flare!" Thunder said, holding his hoof out.

"Sup Thunder?" I said, giving him a bro-hoof.

"Just rollin’." he said. "Hey Cheerilee!"

"Hey..... um... I'm sorry, I forgot your name." Cheerilee said embarrassingly.

"This is Black Thunder, a really good friend of mine, and the special somepony of my friend Crystal Iceblast." I said.

"Right!" Cheerilee said.

"So what can this skateboarder dude for ya?" Thunder asked.

"Cheerilee here says she gained adrenaline by watching skateboarders perform. Maybe you can fill in by doing so." I suggested.

"Sure! I got alot of tricks up my sleeve!" Thunder said.

"You're not even wearing a shirt." Spike corrected him.

"Check this junk out!" he said as he started performing his tricks in front of Cheerilee. Using his skateboard by going on market stalls, spinning around on the fountain, even flipping off the roof! Yeah Thunder is the best skateboarder I've ever met! He’s so good that he even skateboards while riding rollerblades on a bicycle! "How did you like that?"

"Yeeeeah, that was impressive, don't get me wrong, but… I-I didn't get a spark!" Cheerilee said.

“Well that was an official burn.” Spike said.

"What do you need a spark for?" Thunder asked. “I mean like I said I’m taken to Crystal.”

"I'm just trying to help Cheerilee have fun is all.” I said.

“Oh good cause I thought… well… Crystal would kill me if she found out.” Thunder said.

“Find out what?” Spike asked.

“Nothing, nothing… you know what? Don't worry about it." Thunder said.  "I'll catch ya later, Flare." He went back on his skateboard and skateboarded away.

"Well that was helpful." Spike said sarcastically.

"Yes it was! We just learned something! Cheerilee needs a bigger push!" I said.

"Or maybe we can do this another time." Cheerilee suggested.

"No way, Jose, it's now or never. Let's keep trying. we can't give up!" I said.

“You didn’t say José right." Spike pointed out.

“I told you Spike-E, I like saying words on how they’re spelled.” I reminded him.

So we walked over to Sugarcube Corner to see if Pinkie knows how to get the fun back in Cheerilee again. We went and explained everything to her. "So let me get this straight. You want me to put the fun back into you because you work so hard every day, and forgot how?" Pinkie asked.

"Well at least repeating what I said is one way to know that you were listening.” I said.

"Can ya help me?" Cheerilee asked.

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Pinkie asked with a glare. "Can I help put the fun back into you? Do you know who you're talking to? WELL DO YOU?!" Pinkie yelled in Cheerilee's face.

"Uhhh.... yes?" Cheerilee said, feeling a little nervous.

"Okee dokee lokey!" Pinkie said with a smile. "It's quite easy! The power of fun comes from within." Pinkie touches Cheerilee's chest where her heart is suppose to be. "You just need a little help bringing it back out, and I know just how to do it!" So Pinkie tried to do what she could to help Cheerilee bring the fun back in her again. First we tried bouncing on one of those bouncy balls kids sit on and bounce around in, Cheerilee couldn't get the hang of it. Me, Pinkie, and Spike did. These activities were Pinkie's ideas so don't ask me why we're doing these activities. Then we played a throw darts at a balloon game; Cheerilee missed the first two times, but she finally popped the balloon on the third dart, but the balloon was flying around the room after, fast like a bullet. We all ducked for cover, but when the balloon was finally out of air, it landed on Pinkie's alligator, Gummy; on his nose to be exact. After that Pinkie insisted that we make cupcakes. I wasn't good at making cupcakes, I'm a pizza, pasta, or other Italian dishes pony, but I don't have much experience in baking sweets like these. Well it turns out, neither did Cheerilee. She did worse than Apple Bloom when she made cupcakes, or so I heard, I wasn't in Ponyville then. Finally we tried hoof-gliding. Cheerilee enjoyed it at first, and we thought it was working. Unfortunately, it didn't, since the glider crashed into the mountain near the town. The same mountain Rainbow Dash crashed into the day before Gilda came to town. I didn’t even think there was a mountain that close to town.

Afterwards, we went back to Sugarcube Corner, as Spike and I were trying to pick the thorns off Cheerilee since she landed in a thorn bush. "Well, that certainly went well." Cheerilee said sarcastically.

"Too bad you had to land on that thorn bush. I didn't even know it was there at first." Spike said.

“So Pinkie, you have any other ideas on how to put the fun back into Cheerilee?” I asked.

“Any other? I didn’t even start yet!” Pinkie corrected me.

“Are you saying that those activities were just warm-ups and this is where the real fun begins, like during fights in movies where the pony getting defeated says ‘we’re just getting started’?” I asked.

“Um… no.” Pinkie corrected me. “I just watch ponies do things because it helps me think.” She explained as she sticks her hoof inside of her ears and it sticks out the other one.

“WHOA!” Spike yelled in shock.

“So did you actually think of any fun for me?” Cheerilee asked.

“Yes! I got the perfect thing!” Pinkie said.

“Let’s hear it.” Cheerilee said.

“We combine all that you just did into one thing! It would be ball hoping onto a glider and gliding into a mountain and a thornbush while throwing darts at balloons, while you wear this propeller hat.” Pinkie explained as she places a propeller hat on Cheerilee’s head. “Umm, I think you might need a mustache with that too.” 

“How about no?” Cheerilee asked sarcastically. 

“No? Never heard of a game like that before.” Pinkie said. “How about do all those things while wearing knee-pads for safety?”

"NO, NO, NO, NO!" Cheerilee yelled in anger as she marched away.

"What was she no-ing about? She falling out of a bathtub or something?" I asked.

“Duh! She’s playing no like she said!” Pinkie said with a smile and a squee. Spike and I just looked at each other in confusion. 

“Are you as confused as I, Flare?” Spike asked.

“No, I’m just looking at you while you look at me because it fits into the situation.” I said.

So Spike and I went out to look for Cheerilee. We couldn't give up yet. We looked all over town for her, but couldn't seem to find her. "Hmm, I wonder where she ran off to?" I asked.

"I wouldn't look in a thorn bush if I were you because I highly doubt she's hiding in one of those things." Spike informed me.

"Uhh, what makes you think she's hiding, little man?" I asked.

"Little man?" he asked.

"You got a problem with me saying that?" I asked.

"No, it's just..... Shining Armor kept calling me that when I was small......er." he said.

"I wonder how he's doing? I haven't seen him in ages." I said.

“You saw him during the Chaos Mountain crisis.” Spike reminded me.

"Yeah, but I hardly bonded with him because we were both brainwashed.” I reminded him. “The only time I actually bonded with him was when he visited my shop, many months ago." Just then, we heard a noise inside from the trash cans next to a cottage. "Have you ever wondered if Cheerilee liked playing in the trash?"

"No, why?" Spike asked as I walked towards the trash cans.

"Oh just a feeling." I said, then I opened one of the trash bins, but there was only garbage in them. "AH HA!" I shouted.

"What? Did you find Cheerilee?" Spike asked.

"No, I found an empty box of Rasin Bran." I said, taking the box out of the trash bin.

"Uhhh.... what do you need that for?" Spike asked.

"Nopony remembers to take out the box tops." I said. "Each box of a certain type of bran has box tops to donate to the schools, and it turns out this box doesn't have a box top in it.”

"What do you mean?" Spike asked.

"I mean, that the box top is already cut out." I said, showing Spike the hole on top of the box where the box top used to be. "And if there's no box top, and this isn't Cheerilee's house right here, then that means...." I opened the second trash bin, and there she was! "Ta da!" I said excitedly.

"Wow, I'm impressed!" Spike said.

"How did you know I was here?" Cheerilee asked.

"Next time you hide in the trash, don't cut out the box tops." I advised her, giving her a wink.

"Why are you hiding in the trash anyway?" Spike asked.

"I.... look, Flare, I appreciate all you're doing, I really am." she said. "It's just..... I'm not really who I meant to be anymore."

"Says the one talkin trash. LAWL!" I teased and laughed.

"Yeah, ha ha." Cheerilee said sarcastically. "Look, I can't have fun anymore. I don't have the strength in my body to prevail anymore. Not even Pinkie Pie can help. I'm sorry." Cheerilee climbs out of the trash bin, and shakes the trash off of her hair.

"Look, Cheerilee- Ooo! I could use a good comb! This one is still good." I said taking the hair comb off her hair that was from the trash and I placed it in my vest pocket. "Look, I know the fun has died out of you, and I know Pinkie did her best."

"But if Pinkie can't do it, nopony can." Spike said. "You'll need some type of potion in order to get back in shape again, Cheerilee."

"Potion.... potion. That's it!" I yelled. "A potion! A potion can bring back your fun, Cheerilee! It's like an energy drink! Like red bull, except it doesn't give you wings and it doesn’t have any badly animated commercials.”

"I dunno, I have quite a high blood pressure, Flare." Cheerilee said.

"High blood pressure? You look as healthy as Angel Bunny after eating one of those big salads with the whip cream and cherry on it that Fluttershy makes for him on occasions." I said. "And I know just where to get these potions!" Suddenly after that, we went to Fluttershy's cottage.

"You want what?" Fluttershy asked.

"Some of those salads that you make for Angel! If Cheerilee eats one those, maybe she'll have fun again!" I explained.

"Oh, you want me to make you Angel's favorite meal, Miss Cheerilee?" Fluttershy asked.

"No thank you, Fluttershy!" Cheerilee said to her with a smile. "I don't even know why we're here. Flare, why are we here?"

"Oh, you don't wanna be here? Oh, um, it's fine. I'll let you guys go." Fluttershy said, about to close the door.

"No need, Mama Flutters! We want that salad you make for Angel, so ol Cheerilee here can have fun again!" I said.

"Ok, no problem, Flare; coming right up." Flutters said. "Wait right here." Flutters goes into her kitchen to make the salad.

"Umm, I'm sorry, but how is a salad gonna help me have fun?" Cheerilee asked.

"Isn't that what I just said back near the trash bins?" I asked.

"No, you said you wanted to make a potion, as an energy boost to help me have fun again." Cheerilee reminded me.

"Oooooooh!" I said slapping my head. "I totally got it all mixed up! We were talking about you have an energy boost to have fun again, and I was talking about one of Fluttershy's salads, I got it all mixed up! I'm so stupid!"

"Don't blame yourself, Flare. We all make mistakes." Cheerilee said to me with a smile.

"Don't try to cheer me up when you're really mad at me." I advised her.

"Don't be silly! I'm not mad." Cheerilee corrected me, still smiling.

"Yeah you are." I corrected her. Cheerilee sighed.

"Look, you know where we can get one of those potions?" she asked me.

"I know a few places. Follow me." I said, as we both walked away from Fluttershy's cottage. We were already gone when Fluttershy came back with the salad.

"I'm here with your salad." Flutters said, holding the salad. She then looked around outside for us. "Um, hello? Miss Cheerilee? Flare?" We were already too far away out of sight, so she shrugged. "Ready for an early lunch, Angel?" 

Eventually, Cheerilee and I went over to Zecora's hut to see what she can do. We were just standing outside her hut.

"Zecora's hut?" Cheerilee asked.

"Noooo, we're going to Naboo." I said sarcastically. "Where do you think? Where are we standing right in front of?"

"Yeah, I see it." Cheerilee said.

"C'mon let's go inside!" I said as I started to walk up to her hut, but I saw a lady bug on a branch so I stopped. "Ooo, lady bug!" So we went over to her door and Spike was about to knock on it, but I slapped his hand away. Yeah Spike is still with us, I forgot to mention that.

"OW!" he yelled. I was about to knock on the door, and it looked like it was gonna be gently, but I just banged on the door. 

"OPEN UP! THIS IS THE POLICE!" I shouted. "I GOT A WARRENT AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT!" 

"Oh police, what have I done?" Zecora asked, as she opened the door. "Why it's not the police, it's Flare Gun.”

"I can't fool you, miss zebrah!" I said.

"What can I do for you three? From I hear, it's a potion you need!" Zecora said.

"You heard correct." I said. "My good friend Cheeriee wants some of your special magic liquid to boost her spirit of fun!"

“That didn’t sound right at all.” Spike said.

"Did you try finding help from Pinkie Pie?" Zecora asked.

"Nope." I shook my head.

"Then let's see what I can find." Zecora said, looking through her shelves for something that might help. "Finding a potion to give you a boost fun, it'll make you energetic and hyper by the time we're done." As Zecora was looking for the potion, Spike finds a mustache potion on the shelf. He then takes it, then drinks it. Meanwhile, Zecora finds just the potion Cheerilee needs and gives it to her. "Drink it all down, and your fun will certainly come around."

"See? Cheerilee? See? All you need is a little boost from this squash kiwi-looking liquid substance and your problems will be solved!" I said.

"Well...." Cheerilee just looked at the potion with a nervous look.

"Drink it, come on!" I said. "Come on! Come on!" Cheerilee was about to drink it, but I kept shouting at her, which started to irriate her a bit. "Come on, drink it! DRINK IT! DO IT FILLY!"

"You're not helping!" Cheerilee yelled at me.

"DRINK IT! DRINK IT! DRINK IT!" I shouted at her, but then Zecora tapped my shoulder, which calmed me down; I dunno how though. "Sorry." I said to Cheerilee. Cheerilee hesitated, but she was just about to drink it, but then I shouted. "WAIT!" Then she stopped.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Does this potion have any side-effects?" I asked.

"What?" Cheerilee asked.

"The side-effects by drinking this potion. We gotta know the side-effects. Better safe than sorry, right?" I suggested.

"He's right you know." Spike said.

"I'm pretty sure my potions are fine. I have a potion-making license, so this isn't a crime." Zecora said, showing us her potion-making license.

"THEN DRINK IT ALREADY!" I shouted at Cheerilee.

"Alright! Alright!" Cheerilee said. She was about to drink it, but I stopped her again.

"WAIT!" I yelled. "We should tell a doctor."

"Zecora has graduated medical college." Zecora said, showing us her diploma. "Now drink up so you can get out of my cottage."

"Then do it, Cheerilee! Who's stopping you?" I asked.

"Apparently, you are, Flare." Cheerilee said, about to drink it, but I stopped her again.

"WAIT!" I yelled.

"I'm just gonna drink it." Cheerilee said, and just drank it. We waited for a few seconds to see what'll happen, but nothing happened. Cheerilee was just standing there, with a concerned look.

"Yeah, I'm bored." I said.

"Yeah me too, I'm going back to Twilight's." Spike said, with a mustache on his face.

"Sure thing, brah." I said, not even noticing the mustache.

"Yeah, I don't feel any different." Cheerilee said.

"Give it time Miss Cheerilee. The power should be activate after a full night's sleep." Zecora adviced her.

"A full night's sleep? Wow, why didn't I think of that?" I asked sarcastically.

"I dunno, Flare. Maybe I'm not meant to have fun anymore." Cheerilee said.

"Nonsense! Just listen to the crazy striped pony; she knows what she's doing!" I said. Zecora just glared at me after I called her a crazy striped pony. So we all went home, and even when she got to her home, Cheerilee wasn't feeling any different. It was weird, but it’s Zecora, anything could happen. I once got a pimple from eating pizza for lunch after I went to Zecora’s and it wasn’t there before. I was pretty furious at that. Nothing will stop my good looks.

The next day came, I was at my shop and I made 20 Apple-Crisp pizzas, and 10 bags of Cinnamon rolls for AppleJack. "Here you are Jackie! Here are your apple-crisp pizzas, and cinnamon rolls for your family reunion!" I gave them to her.

"Aww thank ya, Flare!" AppleJack said.

“Don’t say ‘aww’, I don’t like that.” I instructed her. “But regardless, not a problem! I really wish I could go and meet your family, but I have to watch the shop.”

"It's alright, sugarcube. Ah'll tell the ones ya know that you said hi." AppleJack promised.

"You promise?" I asked.

"Pinkie promise!" AppleJack said, crossing her heart, and putting her hoof on her eye.

"Well it would be a great mistake if you broke that promise. LAWL!" I said. 

AppleJack chuckled along. "Yeah it would!" she nodded.

"So who's gonna be in the reunion? Is Braeburn coming?" I asked.

"Eeyup!" AppleJack nodded.

"Babs?" I asked.

"Eeyup!" AppleJack nodded.

"Apple Fritter?"

"Yes."

"Apple Bumpkin?"

"Yes."

"Red Gala?"

"Yes."

"Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Caramel Apple, Apple Strudel, Apple Tart?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, and yes."

"Apple Tart, Baked Apples, Apple Brioche, Apple Cinnamon Crisp, Apple Cobbler, Peachy Sweet? Wait, I said Apple Tart twice.”

"All of the above, yes!" AJ continued to smile.

"I would've thought you would've been annoyed by it by now?" I asked.

"Nope! Go ahead, continue!" AppleJack said.

"Apple Tarty looks alot like my friend Spark Note you know." I said.

"Yeah, ah suppose he does." AppleJack said.

"Is Apple Bloom, Big Mac, and Granny Smith gonna be in it?" I asked.

"Of course! Ah wouldn’t want them to miss it for the world.” AppleJack said.

"How about AppleJack, is she gonna be in it?" I teased. AppleJack just smirked at me.

"No, she ain't gonna be in it." she teased and then we both laughed. Just then, we heard a loud 'WOOOO HOOOO' coming from outside as Motley Crue’s Wild Side starts playing in the background, but only the instrumental, the lyrics are too inappropriate for this story. "Uh, did y’all hear that?" Then Cheerilee just bursted through my door, riding a scooter all around the shop, on top of the tables, the stage, and on the walls. She started knocking stuff over, ruining food, and…. yeah.

"CHEERILEE!? What are you doing?!" I yelled.

"HAVING FUN!" Cheerilee yelled, still riding the scooter through the store.

"I think you should go now." I said to AppleJack.

"Can do." she said, taking the pizzas and rolls as she began running back outside.

"Cheerilee what's going on?!" I yelled at her, but she wouldn't stop, she kept going. "Cheerilee?! CHEERILEE?!" She still didn't stop, so I took used my magic to put a chair in front of her, and she tripped off the scooter and landed on the soda machine. She got up quickly though, and ran towards me.

"HEY, Flare!" Cheerilee yelled, and jumped in front of me.

"I'm..... assuming the potion worked?" I asked, leaning back from her, looking a little freaked out.

"HAY YEAH IT WORKED!" Cheerilee yelled, and began jumping around. "I feel so alive right now, Flare! I never felt this alive before!"

"I'm glad you're back to the way you were before, sista! I know this fun thing is a little new and it's hard to control, but you'll get into it." I said. "Let's see your kids at the schoolhouse see your fun."

"You're right! I should show my students ways having a good time!" Cheerilee said. She takes the scooter and rides out of the shop and yells; "Thanks for everything, Flare!"

"Your welcome!" I yelled back. Just then Scootaloo suddenly ran inside my shop looking worried. "Hey Scoots! What's going on?"

"No time to talk now! I'm looking for my scooter, have you seen it?" she asked, very worriedly.

"Check the schoolhouse, and look for Miss Cheerilee." I instructed her.

"Thanks, Flare!" she said, running fast out of my shop. It was pretty strange though. You know what I was thinking about that was strange? Why was I playing chess at Twilight's house before? CHESS IS FOR NERDS! 

Meanwhile over at the school house, all the students were sitting at their desks, awaiting for Cheerilee to arrive. A paper airplane was glided over towards Apple Bloom. She opened it, and it said: ‘I think you finally have your cutie mark!’ She gasped, and then she looked down, but she saw it wasn’t there. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon started laughing at her and AB just glared at them. Then somepony threw another paper airplane at her, and it hurt her. “Ow!” she cried. She then opened it up and it says, ‘I think you’re cute.’ with a little heart in the end. She just looked back at Diamond and Silver giving them a weird look, and then they pointed to Featherweight, and Apple Bloom gave him a wink, but it wasn’t him, because he pointed to Snails who was giggling and waving at her, she then she just gave him a ‘what the hay’ look. Just then another paper plane landed on Apple Bloom, and she shouted “Ow!” and she opened it, and it said, ‘That was actually for Sweety Bell.’ Yeah, he misspelled Sweetie Belle’s name. 

“What is that?” Sweetie Belle asked Apple Bloom about the note.

“Oh, it’s nothin.” Apple Bloom said, putting the note inside her desk. Just suddenly, everyone in the class started hearing techno music coming from outside the school. They all looked around, Twist checked her ears to see if there was cotton in them, and everypony felt pretty confused. The music started getting louder and louder.

“Do you all hear that?” Scootaloo asked. “Also I got here pretty fast, didn’t I?”

Just then, Cheerilee burst right through the door with a boom box up to her ear, and wearing some wacky colorful striped 1980s clothes, some colorful shades, and her mane looked like pink and white spaghetti noodles. She walked inside the classroom and started dancing to her techno music; she danced like when somepony is dancing to rap music. She dropped on the floor, spun on her flank, and her legs were waving around. Her class just stared at her weirdly, except for Truffle Shuffle who was just shaking his head up and down to the music. “Yay! Music! Not as good as the polka song about patterns, but it still beats dupstep!”

“Uhh, good morning, Miss Cheerilee!” Apple Bloom said.

“YES! It is a good morning. They don’t call you da-Bloom for nothin!” Cheerilee said to her face.

“Ooooook then.” Apple Bloom said, looking a little freaked out.

“Since nopony has the guts to ask, why are you all dressed up like a hipster?” Scootaloo asked.

“Yeah, and dancing like one too?” Sweetie added.

“Why not dress up like a hipster and dance like one too?” Cheerilee asked as she continued dancing. “For today class, I’m going to show you my hip moves! Just watch and learn students!” She then jumped on her desk, kicked all her stuff off it, and danced on it.

“Are you sure this is a decent lesson to learn?” Scootaloo whispered at Sweetie.

“Rarity never told me anything about this being a subject.” Sweetie whispered back at Scoots.

“HA! I’m loving this new Cheerilee!” Snips yelled out as he moved around on his seat.

“Yeah, me too!” Snails said, moving around on his desk too, but keeps tilting his chair. 

“My dad is going to soooo sue this school!” Diamond complained.

“You know, Miss Cheerilee. We’re glad you’re havin’ fun!” Apple Bloom said.

“Yeah, totally!” Scoots said.

“But the thing is, ah don’t think we’re learnin anythin useful by ya’ll dancing like that.” Apple Bloom said.

“You know what? You’re right, Apple Bloom!” Cheerilee said.

“Thank you!” Apple Bloom nodded.

“I shouldn’t even be teaching here! Perhaps it’s time for me to move on, and spread my fun elsewhere!” Cheerilee said.

“Uhhh, ah don’t think…..” Apple Bloom was about to say.

“Thank you, Apple Bloom, thank you all! You’ve really inspired me, but it’s time for me to move on!” Cheerilee said. “I’ll never forget you as I unleash my wild side onto all of Equestria! So long!” She then jumped on Scootaloo’s sister, does a few tricks on it, and storms out of the school.

“HEY! THAT’S MY SCOOTER!” Scoots yelled, and started chasing her. “GIVE IT BACK!”

“Soooo, I guess school is cancelled?” Snips asked. Everypony was silent for a moment, but then all the students cheered and started throwing a lot of paper airplanes, except for Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom; they didn’t like the situation one bit.

“We’re gonna need some help.” Sweetie said to AB. 

“Ah agree.” Apple Bloom agreed as a bunch of paper airplanes crashed onto her head again. “OW! OW!”

So the CMCs arrived at my shop to ask for my assistance, and I still wonder why they actually came to me and not their sisters. “FLARE! FLARE!” Apple Bloom yelled as all three of them ran inside the shop. “We need yer help!” I wasn’t around though. “Uh, Flare?”

“Flare’s in his office right now.” Spike said.

“Can we go in?” Sweetie asked.

“If you knock.” He said. “I kinda like working here. Unlike at home, I actually get paid.”

“Doesn’t Twilight give you gems?” Scootaloo asked.

“That solves my food problem, but it doesn’t solve my financial one.” Spike corrected them. “I mean who would use gems as money? That’s just ridiculous.” The CMCs all just looked at each other confusingly and then they just walked passed Spike and walked over towards my office door and knocked on it. I didn’t say come in, but they came in anyway.

“Flare!” Apple Bloom cried out, but I was on the phone talking to somepony. 
I nodded on the phone, but then my eyes grew in shock, and then I yelled; “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T AGREE WITH ME?! DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU’RE DEALING WITH?!” I then I just looked at a giant red button beside my desk, and then I smashed it real hard, and then a part of my globe which was on my desk exploded. I then I laughed evilly the background changes to huge flash, once I stopped laughing, Spike pushes the flash background out from behind me and out of my office. The CMCs just looked at me with nervous looks on their faces.

“Oh hey, crusaders!" I said excitedly as I hung up the phone. “Why are you looking at me like that? I just made a phone call. Come to think of it, what are you doing here? Isn’t school still on, or is it early release date?”

“It would seem to be early release day.” Scoots said.

“Miss Cheerilee has……. Kinda changed. She seems….. different.” Apple Bloom said.

“By that we mean, COMPLETELY INSANE!” Sweetie yelled, crossing her eyes.

“Aw relax, Flank Tattoo Hunters, she’s just having fun!” I said.

“Flank Tattoo Hunters?” Scoots asked, feeling confused.

“Wait, you knew?” Apple Bloom asked.

“Of course I knew! It was that crazy zebra’s potion that did it! I knew it this whole time, and I’m so proud of her! It put the ‘cheer’ back into Cheerilee! Before she was just…… Lee. Leedle-leedle-leedle lee.”

“Hey thanks for the cinnamon rolls, Flare!” Black Thunder said skateboarding past me with a bag of cinnamon rolls.

“So it was Zecora that did it?” Apple Bloom asked.

“Wait, what’s goin’ on?” Thunder asked.

“Cheerilee was feeling down and she lost touch in her inner wild side. All she did was work, work, work and she needed some fun in her life. So we went to Zecora to get Cheerilee’s inner wild self to be released.” I explained.

“I’d say her inner Pinkie.” Thunder said.

“HAY YEAH HER INNER PINKIE!” I agreed with him, and gave him a bro-hoof.

"Look, we need help, Flare. What can we do?" Scoots asked.

“Why didn’t you go to your sisters first? Why me out of everypony else?” I asked. The crusaders were kind of confused because they didn’t know why either.

“We dunno.” Apple Bloom shrugged. Well I know why; it’s because this is my story and I make the rules around here. I know for a fact they’d go to the Mane Six before they ask for my assistance, but this is my story, my rules. I do the thinnin’ around here.

"Well what can you do?" I asked. The crused all looked at eachother confused, again. "Yeah, that's what I thought." I turned to Thunder. "Hey, Thunder? You wanna help me stop Cheerilee?"

"Sure! I got nothing better to do!" he said to me.

"What about us?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Not me." Apple Bloom said shaking her head. "Ah gotta help AppleJack set up for the Apple Family Reunion for tomorrow."

"It's too bad, Bloomie. You're gonna miss out on all the fun." I said to her giving a wink.

"Oh ah'm not worried, Flare! Just tell me all about it when y’all get back!" Apple Bloom said.

"Sure thing!" I said, as she then trotted out of the shop, leaving only Sweetie and Scoots.

"So what can we do?" Scoots asked.

"Well first thing’s first. First, I finish up here, and then we go find a cure at Zecora’s, and then we find Cheerilee and cure her from the wild side (yes, I’m quoting Motley Crue), and then we all come back here and have ourselves some delicious calzones.” I explained.

“Sounds like a plan!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly.

“I'm sure Zecora finding a cure for this would be just as easy as one of Angel's salad sundaes.” I said.

"So I guess we're going to that loco zebra's place?" Thunder asked.

"Pretty much." I nodded, but then suddenly, we ended up going to Fluttershy's house again. I asked her for another one of those salads.

"Oh, well, I made you one of those salads yesterday, but you left, so I thought you didn't want it?" Fluttershy asked.

"Yeah, but I want another one, if you please, Mama Flutters?" I asked nicely.

"No problem at all, Flare. I'll be right back." she said, going back inside her cottage to make it.

"Uhh, why are we here again?" Sweetie asked.

"For one of those salads with the whip cream and cherry on top." I said.

"I thought we were going to Zecora's?" Scoots asked. Just then I suddenly just bopped myself in the head.

"Dang it, of course! I just mixed up what I was explaining..... yet again!" I said. "Wizard of Feelings, I'm so stupid!"

"Hey, don't worry about it, man!" Thunder said, patting my shoulder. "These things happen all the time!"

"Yeah, but this is the second time! THE SECOND TIME, BRAH!" I screamed.

“Fool you twice, is nothing. Fool you three times, shame on you.” Thunder said.

“Umm… yeah, about that...” I almost confessed.

"Look, Flare, calm down! Let's just head over there and talk to her." Scoots said.

"Good idea." Sweetie said.

"Good plan!" I said, but then I saw another ladybug. "Ooo, lady bug!" and then we all just trotted away from Fluttershy's cottage and off to Zecora's hut. Flutters eventually came back out with the salad.

"Here you are, Flare. Nice and fresh." she said, but when she looked around we were already gone. "I'm really starting to think Flare is just playing with me. Oh… not that I have a problem with it." She then flew back inside her cottage. "Well it looks like your lucky week, Angel.”

So we went over to Zecora's to find a cure, and she told us what we needed to do; "To bring back the old Cheerilee you know and love, is to give her a dose which should be just enough. Giving her this potion made with ingredients that make you bored: History books, naggy wife saliva, and a CD that contains 7 hours of the Cloudsdale Rainbow Factory Tour."

"Thanks for your help, Zecora!" Sweetie said.

"Hey I've always wondered, what is your cutie mark about?" Scoots asked Zecora.

"No, Scoots, be quiet!" I whispered.

"Ah yes, the history of my cutie mark. It takes me way back when times in my homeland were dark." Zecora started telling the story of the history of her cutie mark, which takes her forever to finish, and trust me it's as boring as all hay! It took her 3 hours to finally finish the story! Thunder, Scoots, and Sweetie Belle were asleep in the middle of the story, and I was just starting to lose my nerve because I was feeling really impatient! When Zecora finally finished her boring story, we went over to Cheerilee's house to check up on here. Thunder was about to knock on the door, but I pushed him aside and started knocking on it myself, Sheldon Cooper style.

"OW!" Thunder yelled as he landed on a pile of trash cans. "What was that for?"

"For being an idiot!" I answered.

"Okay." he said, agreeing with me.

"She's a party animal now. If there's no loud noises in there, what makes you think she's home?" Scoots asked.

"Good point! No, wait, Sweet has a good point!" I teased as I poked Sweetie Belle horn. “Crimson Flare Gun poked you.” I continued knocking, but there was still no answer on the door. Sweetie Belle then pushed my hoof away from her horn because I was still poking it. “You poked Flare!” I said in a squeaky voice to her.

"It's no use, Flare. She's not home." Scoots informed me.

"Hey, Scoots, who am I? I AM SO OBVIOUS, I SOUND SO SMART BY POINTING OUT THE OBVIOUS, BECAUSE I AM SO AWESOME AND I BORE THE LIVING HAY OUTTA FLARE GUN!" I teased Scoots, mimicking her voice.

"Uhh, Psyche?" Scoots asked.

"Exactly! I sound like Psyche, and that's how you're sounding right now!" I said.

"Seriously?" Scoots asked.

"No, not seriously, nopony can sound as irritating as Psyche." I corrected her. Thunder reached under the welcome mat, and found a key.

"Hey, Flare, look what I found!" Thunder said, showing me the key.

"Oh cool! You found a twig!" I said, pointing to the twig that was stuck on his mane.

"Wait, what twig?" he asked.

"The one on your hea- Ooo, ladybug!" I said, pointing to the ladybug on the twig. Thunder then wipes the twig and all the dirt off his mane. "Thunder, what are you doing?!"

"Taking the dirt off my mane." Thunder said.

"The ladybug was still on it! It was supposed to give you good luck!" I infored him.

"Oh, poo. I forgot." he said as he inserts the key inside the door.

"HEY, HEY! Thund- Oh wait, did you hear what I said?" I asked.

"You said, HEY HEY." Thunder said.

"I know, but the way I said it, it sounded like Krusty the Clown." I commented. 
Thunder chuckled, and then turned the key. "Hey, wait!" I yelled.

"What's wrong, bro?" Thunder asked.

"I don't think it's a good idea." I said.

"Flare's right. What we're doing is trespassing. We shouldn't go inside." Sweetie said.

"No, I mean it's not a good idea to keep a skateboard on somepony else's mailbox like that." I said, pointing to Thunder's skateboard on Cheerilee's mailbox. Thunder just continued unlocking the door and it opens. The house was dark and it smelled like cider. Thunder flipped the light switch to turn on the lights, but they wouldn't come on.

"Oh, that's spooky." Sweetie said.

"BOO!" Scoots snuck up on Sweetie, and scared her.

"AAAH!" Sweets yelled, and then Scoots started laughing. "NOT FUNNY, SCOOTALOO!"

"Aw c'mon, that was hilarious!" Scoots teased. I then shot flares from my horn around the room to light the place up.

"Let there be light." I said. Once the lights lit up, we saw that the house was a complete pig sty! There were pizza boxes on the floor, it looks like the floor hasn't been vacuumed in months, and it looked like the place was robbed, counting on all the furniture was knocked over. 

"Pee you! Smells like Diamond Tiara's house in here!" Scoots complained, holding her nose.

"Why would you be at her house?" Sweets asked her.

"You know, I was here yesterday and it was as clean as a whistle." I said. "You know what's ironic? Whistles aren't very clean because of all the germs after somepony has blown it. Wait did I use that cliché already?”

"Hey what's this?" Sweetie asked, picking up a magazine.

"That's a magazine, captain obvious! Tongue face." I teased her.

"HEEY!" Sweetie yelled at me. "I'm GENERAL Obvious, not CAPTAIN!"

"No, I'm General Obvious." I corrected him.

"Are not!" she argued.

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Are too, DEE TWO!" I teased. “Beep boop beep.”

"Hey look what I found!" Thunder said from the upstairs a little while later.

"A ladybug?" I asked.

"No, look at this book!" he said, showing us the page with the Star Swirl the Bearded statue in Los Pegasus.

"Hey, that's the same statue we learned about in class yesterday!" Sweetie said.

"Let me see that!" Scoot said, taking the book. "Hm, so it is. So what?"

"So what? SO WHAT?!" Sweetie yelled in Scoots face, but then she said calmly; "I have no idea." Just then, Cheerilee's phone in the kitchen started ringing. Sweetie ran into the kitchen and tried to reach for it but it was too high.

“Hey, Sweetie can you get that?” I yelled from upstairs.

“I’m trying to get it, it’s too high!” Sweetie yelled back, trying to jump up and grab it.

“Don’t you have a horn? You can use your magic!” Thunder yelled from closet under the stairs. Sweetie attempted to use her magic to get the phone down to her, but she was unsuccessful. 

“I can’t! I never learned how to use my magic yet!” Sweetie yelled.

“Yeah I know how you feel! Haven’t learned magic until I was 11!” I yelled out.

“Doesn’t one of the foals that the Cake’s have know how to use magic already?!” Scoots yelled from under the coffee table in the living room.

“You know, none of you are helping me feel better about myself!” Sweetie yelled back, as the phone continued ringing. Sweetie pushes one of the chairs near the phone so she can reach it, but then the phone stopped ringing the second she reached it. “AW C’MON!” she yelled.

“Hello! This is Miss Cheerilee! Sorry I’m not available right now, but please leave a message after the beep. Thank you, and have a great day!” Cheerilee’s answering machine said. 

The machine beeped, and a voice came through; “Hey Cheer! This is your old friend Lily Bubs! If you haven’t left your house yet, I wanted to let you know that I’m ready to ROCK ‘N’ ROLL, just like old times! It’s time to do what we were supposed to do 13 years ago! Time to mess up Star Swirl the Bearded’s memorial! It’s too bad we were unsuccessful then since we were arrested. Ever your parents bailed your out you were really not into the fun anymore! It’s great to have you back! Meet us at the memorial tonight at midnight! Vinyl and I are waiting for ya! See ya then, marefriend!” Just then her friend hangs up. 

“Uh oh.” Sweetie said nervously.

“Looks like Cheerilee is gonna have some super hardcore fun! I wish I was there to do something extreme like that!” Thunder said next to her.

“Wait, did she say Star Swirl the Bearded’s memorial?” Scoots asked.

“Well to me it sounded like she said Far Whirl the Speared. Isn’t that a character in Skyrim?” I asked.

“How am I suppose to know? I don’t play video games.” Scoots said.

“Wait! Cheerilee taught us in class yesterday about Star Swirl the Bearded’s memorial! It’s in Los Pegasus, near the Applewood sign. What is she planning?” Sweetie asked.

“Probably doing mass skateboarding stunts on the statues, and the stair cases.” Thunder assumed.

“No, maybe worse. I think she might disturb the memorial and unleash chaos on her for disturbing his internal rest!” Sweetie yelled.

“HOLY WIZARD OF HOPE, Star Swirl is Discord!” I yelled.

“No he’s not.” Scoots corrected me.

“Right, because Discord is the God of Fun, not the God of Chaos. That’s who this crazy magic pony Twilight admires has, and I have no idea who he is because I never bothered asking her about him. Twilight keeps talking about him so much, it gets irritating.” I said.

“We gotta get to Los Pegasus and stop her, before it’s too late!” Sweetie cried.

“Well, good luck to you!” I said, wishing her luck, and I was about to walk out, but then she grabbed my vest and stopped me.

“Oh no you don’t, Flare! You’re coming with us.” She said.

“Ok Sweetie Belle, I know you’re just a filly, but I never give ANY exceptions when ponies touch my vest!” I said angrily at her. 

She releases her grasp on my jacket and said, “Sorry, but we need your help if we’re going to stop her from doing whatever she’s planning.”

“You know how much it costs for a plane ticket these days?” I asked. “Besides, I had enough flying for a while. I flown around during the time Photo Finish made my friends and I models, once when I went to Trottingham with Psyche, and let’s not forget the times I used my Wafflecopter to save the day.”

“Where is that thing anyway?” Scoots asked.

“It’s getting upgraded. Syrup is getting a little too expensive these days so I’m trying an alternate fuel source – orange juice.” I said.

“Look, this is important. We have to bring back Cheerilee. Who knows, maybe she didn’t even go to the airport yet.” Sweetie said with a positive attitude.

“Well it beats paying for a ride, let’s go!” I said.

“Looks like I’m here to help save the day for the first time!” Thunder said excitedly. “I’m pretty psyched about this!”

“Me too! I’m almost as excited as the time I met my real father!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly.

A cutaway shows Sweetie Belle meeting her father for the first time. “Daddy!” Sweetie cried in excitement as she gave her dad a big hug.

“Uhh, what?” Goku asked. I hope you got that. I don’t do cutaway gags without meaning you know. This has to mean something. The cutaway ends. 

So we took a cab over to the airport real quick so we can catch her. We ran inside the airport and started running to the L.P. flight gate, seeing if Cheerilee was still there. We started running over there as I was playing Hard Days Night by the Beatles on my iPod. Thunder was skateboarding over there, jumping on benches, and plants, and even vending machines, doing awesome stunts to say the least. We had to stop at the security checkpoint though; they had to check us for anything suspicious. After the checkpoint we ran to the gate and met up with the mare at the desk that’s in front of the flight gate. We all stopped to catch our breath and I asked her if the next flight to L.P. was still there. She said the plane already left and apologized. We couldn’t give up though; we had to keep trying, so we rented a hot air balloon. It was much slower, there were no snacks, and over the whole 6 hours of the trip, Sweetie Belle just kept singing really loud in our ears. It was a good thing I packed some extra snacks with me. I would’ve taken the Wafflecopter over there, but like I said before – OJ. Finally, peace and quiet at the last second as Sweetie fell asleep on Thunder’s left hind leg. Later that night, Lily Bubs (a yellow Pegasus pony with a white mane and her cutie mark was a closed daisy) was waiting over at the memorial along with DJ Vinyl Scratch. 



“Oh this is gonna be so rad!” Lily said chuckling.

“Yeah it is! I can’t believe we’re actually doing this!” Vinyl said with glee. Cheerilee started riding Scootaloo’s scooter up the stairs to the memorial, wearing a satchel on her back.

“Good to see you again, Cheerilee! You got the toilet papers?” Lily asked.

“Yeah-yah!” Cheerilee cried. “Did you bring the spray paint?”

“You know what, marefriend!” Lily said, holding the spray paint.

“What’s Vinyl doing here?” Cheerilee asked.

“She said she wanted to….. wait, what did you want to do?” Lily asked her.

“To take all the snapshots! Duh!” Vinyl said, holding a camera.

“Right, to take all the snapshots! All our memorable memories!” Lily said.

“So we ready to do this?” Cheerilee asked, smirking.

“Yeah we are!” Lily cried, as the three of them bro-hoofed, or sister hoofed, whatever you wanna call it. So the three of them started shaking their paint cans, took out their Charmin toilet paper rolls (I’d prefer they’d use the leading brand for something like this), and they were just moments away from starting the biggest prank in the book – messing with a legend’s grave, but before they were able to start, I shot a laser using my laser blast spell on the toilet paper that Cheerilee was carrying right before she was going to throw them, and then Thunder rode by with his skateboard and grabbed the all spray cans from Lily before she was going to spray the walls, and then before Vinyl was going to take pictures about all that’s going on, Sweetie Belle jumps from under Vinyl’s hooves, and grabs the camera with her mouth.

“Hey!” Vinyl yelled. Sweetie started mumbling at Vinyl, but Vinyl wasn’t able to understand what she was saying because of the camera in Sweet’s mouth. “What was that?”

Sweetie spit the camera out of her mouth and said; “I said, even one little flash could disturb Star Swirl.”

“Wait, this is Star Swirl’’s memorial? I thought this was Michael Jockson’s? YOU ALL LIED TO ME!” Vinyl yelled. “You wouldn’ve believe the lie I had to make just to get here!”

A cutaway shows Vinyl who was just about to believe her house, but her roommate Octavia suddenly stops her. “Excuse me, Vinyl? Where do you think you’re going?” Octy asked curiously.

“I’m…. going to go see Santa and make sure you get that new cello for Hearth’s Warming.” Vinyl lied.

“That’s ridiculous. Santa isn’t real.” Octy corrected her.

“You want to take that chance?” Vinyl asked.

“NO I DON’T WANT TO TAKE THAT CHANCE!” Octy yelled. “Go and see him and make sure it’s the silver one! Gold isn’t really my style.” The cutaway ends.

“What is going on here?” Lily asked.

“Flare, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and that skateboard pony from yesterday; what are you all doing here?” Cheerilee asked shockingly.

“To get some sweet Chinese food they serve at the restaurant nearby.” I said as Thunder elbowed me. “Oh, and stop you.”

“Stop me? From what?” Cheerilee asked.

“From messing up with Star Swirl the Bearded’s memorial!” Scoots cried out at her.

"I ain't gonna mess it up! We're just decorating it!" Cheerilee said.

“I ain’t gonna? My gosh, our teacher has finally lost it.” Sweetie Belle said. “She’s now teaching us incorrect grammar!”

"Cheer, I shouldn've pushed you too far, and I apologize deeply." I said. "I thought you were having a boring life by just hanging around and being a teacher and not having any fun, but now I realized why you stopped; I should've asked you first.”

"You don't need to apologize, Flare! I feel so alive for the very first time, and I think I can fly!" Cheerilee yelled, jumping off the ledge. She just floated there until she looked down, and then fell body first as her head just floated there with her neck stretching out, until her head followed along shortly there after. She then landed in the bushes down below. We all just looked at each other awkwardly until she ran back up the stairs. 

“Wow is this the second time I’m doing this. I don’t even know why we’re looking at each other; I know what you all look like. It’s no secret.” I said.

"But you can't stop me from being me!" Cheerilee yelled.

"But the thing is this isn't you. I shouldn've changed who you are. It was wrong of me, and I think it's the right thing to change you back!" I said.

"Cheerilee, what are you waiting for? Let's do this!" Lily said impatiently.

"LET'S DO THIS!" Cheerilee yelled as she started trotting towards the statue to spray on it using the spray paint.

"I didn't want to force ya, but you left me no other onion." I said, even though I was actually suppose to say 'option', but I wanted to say 'onion' instead. "GO THUNDER!" So Thunder kicked his skateboard over to Cheerilee, and then Cheerilee steps on the skateboard, trips on it then falls on her back on the floor. 

“OH! OH ARE YOU OK?!” Thunder yelled. “I was trying to aim for your hoof so you’d drop the spray paint and you tripped over it! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that!”

“Why is that a problem, Thunder? You stopped her, right?” Scoots asked him.

“I’ll be lucky if I get out of this without a lawsuit on my hooves! Crystal’s gonna kill me.” Thunder said.

“Scoots!” I yelled as I then throw the healing potion over to Scoots and Scoots shoves it in Cheerilee's mouth, forcing it down her throat.

"I'm sorry, Cheerilee. But this is for your own good!" she said. Cheerilee burped up the potion, and then her eyes rolled. 

"Huh? What?" Cheerilee asked as she rubbed her head.. "What happened?"

"Cheerilee's back!" Sweetie Belle yelled.

“Now that was just too easy.” Thunder said.

"Now hang on, is she? How is Miss Cheerilee feeling right now?" I asked.

"I feel..... confused. Where am I and why am I dressed like this?" she asked herself.

"Yay! Cheerilee's back!" Sweetie yelled as she then gave her a big hug. “She’s speaking in correct grammar now!”

"O....ok." she said confusingly.

"Well what are we gonna do now?" Lily asked. “Cheer’s back to her old self again.”

"You know, Mayor Mare was also a wild one in her youth. Why don’t we try her?” Vinyl suggested.

“Perfect! Let’s go see Zecora!” Lily said excitedly as her and Vinyl run off.

"Well, now that this useless story is over, I guess it's time for us to go- Ooo! Ladybug!" I said seeing a ladybug on top of the Star Swirl statue holding a spray can. 

"Wait, what is the bug doing?" Thunder asked. The ladybug then sprays all over the statue which disturbed Star Swirl's memorial, and then the memorial just collapsed with us still in it. Now, I know that was a pretty useless gesture, but that's what happened. I don’t make the story; I just make up how I explain it in my point of view. 

The next day came, and Cheerilee, Thunder, and I woke up at Ponyville Hospital, all patched up after the memorial collapsed on us. Now the reason why we’re at Ponyville Hospital instead of the L.P. hospital was because most of the ponies in that hospital were just addicts getting their stomachs pumped or they had gunshot wounds all over after gang fights, and I didn’t want to be around those types of ponies. I got Spike to write a letter to Princess Luna for me that morning, saying what I learned these past couple of days. After Spike uses his firebreath to send the letter to the princess, I have a short conversation with my hospital roomates: Cheerilee and Black Thunder. 

“I still don’t get why we weren’t hurt.” Scoots said.

“Sorry, you two are too young to get injuries like that.” I said.

“Thank Faust for that.” Scoots said in relief.

"Wow, I can't believe the potion actually worked!" Cheerilee said surprisingly. "I was lucky not to be arrested again.”

"Well, I finally see why you've stopped acting wild in the first place." I said. “Sorry, Cheerilee.”

“It’s ok, Flare. I don’t want to be wild any more, but you do have a point.” Cheerilee said.

“Is my point that the memorial of Star Swirl the Bearded turned out to be a fake?” I asked. 

"I can't believe the Star Swirl the Bearded Memorial was actually a fake." Scoots said. "It's a good thing my scooter wasn't damaged though. It’s a brand new scooter after I lost my old one from a waterfall back when we went camping.”

"I still can't believe what we learned in school was actually not true!" Sweetie said angrily.

"I can't believe I can't skateboard for a week!" Thunder said angrily.

"I can't believe it's not butter!" I said, eating a piece of toast with some of that butter product on it. 

“Also no, my point is that all fun and no play makes Cheerilee a dull mare. You can’t work forever, otherwise you’re just going to end up doing something, please pardon my language, dumb.” Cheerilee explained.

“Well I’m glad you’re finally going to let lose once in a while, Cheer. It’s ok to be wild, just not too wild.” I said.

“That’s what she said.” Thunder teased.

Nurse Redheart comes inside the room holding a clipboard and says to us; "Pardon me? Each of you is going to be transferred to room 689."

"Oh finally! I hope it has a working TV!" Thunder said. Then the Nurse and her colleagues transfer our beds to the other room, but just when we left, Fluttershy comes in with that salad sundae.

"Flare, you here? I got that salad you asked for." she said. She looked around the room and saw we weren't here, then she got angry. "OH PHOENIX-FEATHERS!" she yelled, but softly, because she's Fluttershy.