The sun was just beginning to rise over Equestria. Somewhere in a Castle far, far away, Princess Celestia was performing the same duties she'd been serving for centuries, and bringing morning to the land. Similarly, as the last glimpse of the moon disappeared beneath the trees, the Princess of the Night was retiring for the day.
Near the outskirts of Ponyville, a large tree house sat perfectly (and safely!) balanced in the branches of a tree. Well of course it did, where else would one find a tree house? Inside its painted walls lay two fillies, huddled together in blankets. The previous nights sleepover had worn them both out. The white and purple filly was nearly completely hidden beneath piles of decorative and fashionably designed fabric, while the orange filly had barely a pillow and sleeping bag, which she was sleeping in completely backwards. Her bare flank and purple tail lay sticking out of the top of the bag, snoring coming from deep within.
Their sleep was short lived, however, as a third red and yellow filly burst through the door, banging on a metallic triangle.
"Git up, git up, git up!" She sang, much to the annoyance of the other two. "Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, it's time fer another day of Crusadin'!"
Scootaloo refused to emerge from her cocoon, Sweetie Belle threw a pillow at the newcomer, who promptly ducked. "Apple Bloom, what time is it? It's barely 7!"
"Ah know! That's what y'get fer workin on a farm! Ah shoulda been awake five hours ago!" She declared.
It took quite some encouragement, but the trio were eventually roused from their sleep.
"Come on! It's a full day, and it's not scheduled to rain until the weekend!" It was Sweetie Belle this time who drove the encouragement, and the three were soon huddled around a table. They spoke over one another so often, it was difficult to tell who was speaking.
"What are we gonna do this time?"
"We could be candle makers!"
"We did that last week."
"Acupuncturists?"
"We did that yesterday, AND they asked us not to come back again."
All three were silent for a moment, deep in thought, before Apple Bloom announced.
"Ah know! Cutie Mark Crusaders Time Travelers!"
"Yeah!"
"Cool!"
Further plans were disrupted by the sudden crashing in of the ceiling. Scootaloo screamed. Apple Bloom gasped. Sweetie Belle shrieked. A strange creature had smashed through the ceiling, and landed upon their table. The trio stared at it, completely confused, as they had not been allowed to know about the events of the Changelings the first time around. Even having performed as Flower Fillies at the wedding, lengthy measures had been taken to ensure their safety.
Scootaloo poked at it with a stick. "Is it dead?"
Sweetie Belle shook her head. "I think it's cheese, cheese can't be dead."
"It can't be cheese, it's breathing."
Apple Bloom pointed out the obvious. "More importantly, it's a blank flank!"
Sweetie Belle gasped. "Apple Bloom! That's not nice!"
"Ah ain't wrong, it is!"
The Changeling slowly awoke, and quickly shot to its hooves, finding itself surrounded. Sweetie Belle quickly affirmed their innocence. "Don't worry, cheesey pony! We're not gonna hurt you! We're the Cutie Mark Crusaders!" The Changeling seemed relieved. "We were just about to get out Cutie Marks in time traveling, wanna come?" Their new friend nodded eagerly.
A half hour later, at the top of the highest hill in Ponyville, the three fillies strapped themselves into helmets, climbing into Scootaloo's bright red wagon alongside the Changeling, who'd been more than happy to come.. "Are y'all sure about this?" Apple Bloom asked. Scootaloo waved it off. "This is fine, you're talkin' to a speed expert here! We just gotta break the sound barrier, and WHAM! Time travel." Sweetie Belle frowned. "I don't think it works like- YEEP!"
Scootaloo had pushed off the hill, and the wagon picked up speed almost instantly. All four of its occupants held on for their lives. "Aren't we gonna hit the town?" Apple Bloom asked worriedly. Scootaloo snorted. "Relax, we'll be in the future by then!"
The wagon continued to go faster and faster, as they came ever more dangerously close to Ponyville. Apple Bloom shouted over the noise. "We ain't gonna make it! We need to bail!"
Sweetie Belle was near tears. "At this speed!? We'll be flattened!"
The Changelings wings buzzed, and it grabbed all three of them, wings pounding the air as hard as it possibly could. It lifted the fillies into the air, but could only hover for a few seconds carrying such weight, and all four tumbled into the grass. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle immediately tackled the Changeling with hugs, showering it with thanks. "Ah think we should probably never do that again." Apple Bloom offered. Sweetie Belle was quick to agree. "That sounds like a great, SAFE idea."
The wagon, meanwhile, shot off into town, barreling straight for the library. "LOOK OUT!" Sweetie Belle screamed, and covered her eyes. "Oh, I can't watch." Apple Bloom and Scootaloo peeked out from behind their own hooves, as the wagon came closer and closer to Fluttershy and Twilight, who'd been standing outside the door. Twilights horn flared, and a purple aura shot up around herself and Fluttershy. It was unnecessary, however, as the wagon veered off into some bushes.
"Oh, thank Celestia." Scootaloo breathed. "Something terrible could have happened to my wagon."
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle glared at her. "Seriously?" The latter asked.
"Go get your wagon and bring it back to us, we'll take the cheese pony to Rainbow Dash, she knows everything, I bet she knows all sorts of things about it!"
Scootaloo protested. "But that's a long way to carry a wagon!"
"Well you could fly it back, oh wait, you can't." Scootaloo gasped. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and the Changeling made a run for it. The wagon was forgotten, as an angry filly gave chase. "COME BACK HERE AND SAY THAT AGAIN!"
All three were laughing within moments as they took course to find Rainbow Dash.