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// Chapter 4 
// Story: When Ponies Fly 
// by Bronze Gears 
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	After a few days of sitting in her room, and planning intensely, Applebloom scheduled a meeting with her friends to see each other at the clearing.

"Whoa..." Scootaloo exclaimed, noticing the yellow filly's mane. "What've you been doing while we were gone?" Sweetie Belle added, "Planning. Just planning, ah've been so excited the last few nights, ah guess ah haven't been worryin' about other stuff," Applebloom explained, jumping around carelessly. "So! You ready to start buildin'?!" The filly asked eagerly. "Yea!" the unicorn squealed, and a small moan escaped Scootaloo's mouth.



"A-Are you sure you can put it back?" Scootaloo asked nervously, "Like mah brother always says: Eeeeyup!" Applebloom answered as she handed the pegasus the bar and handles of her scooter. Scootaloo looked at the pieces with a slight look of terror in her gleaming purple eyes. "Ah don't worry about it, Scoots!" Applebloom exclaimed with a confident smile. "Ah can put them back on in a jiffy!" She said proudly as she rolled the new skateboard under the picnic table.

Big Macintosh trotted into the clearing dragging a cart a two-by-fours. "Oh thanks Big Mac! Ah guess ah might need those," Applebloom giggled to herself, "Eeeyup!" He answered as he left the secret clearing. The next day, they began building.



"Wrench," Applebloom ordered, sticking her hoof out while she laid on her temporary skateboard. "Wrench," Scootaloo handed a wrench to Sweetie Belle who passed it to Applebloom. The yellow filly sighed tiredly. "You g-" WHAM!!! Applebloom tried to sit up and smashed her head against the underside of her creation. "That HAD to hurt," Sweetie Belle stated. Rubbing her forehead, Applebloom smeared oil across her tangled mane and head. "Ah'm gettin' used to it," she groaned. She rolled out from underneath the machine, attempting to sit up again. "What ah was tryin' to say was that this was the wrong wrench. Ah need an pipe wrench not an adjustable wrench," Applebloom sighed. 

"Whatever floats your goat," Scootaloo said, handing Sweetie Belle another wrench, "Whatever floats your what?" the unicorn asked confusingly, "Goat, ya know that saying don't ya?" Scootaloo answered, "I know the saying 'Whatever floats your boat',". Sweetie Belle stated, "Just gimme the darn wrench!" Applebloom screamed. "Oh forget we even had this conversation," Scootaloo finished, Sweetie Belle tossed the wrench to Applebloom, who finally rolled back underneath the machinery.