Cherilee opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a rather large stack of papers. She brought those papers over to a student desk and dropped them with a loud thud. Scootaloo winced at the paperwork.
"As you can see, Scootaloo has been in a lot of trouble this semester. That's why I asked you to come in."
"Well, technically, you asked her parents to come in, and they asked me because they couldn't make it." Rainbow Dash said, taking a paper off the top of the pile.
"Yes, well, anyway." Cherilee continued. "She's been skipping class, turning in assignments late and half-done when she turns in any at all, and she's been harassing some of the colts on the playground."
Rainbow Dash looked at Cherilee and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, 'harassing'"
"I mean flirting, Rainbow Dash. Scootaloo has been Flirting with a few of the colts. particularly Rumble."
"He started it!" Scootaloo butted in, Cherilee and Dash ignored her.
"This is very serious, Rainbow. If Rumble's parents find out about this, Scootaloo could be in a lot more trouble than just detention."
"Alright. I understand. I'll get this sorted out with Rumble's parents. Thunderlane can help me out with that. Anything else I should know?"
"Yes. Her tests are, well, bad." Cherilee said, pulling another piece of paper from the pile. "Take this test. It was a science test over heat loss and heat gain." She gave the paper to dash, who read it over.
"I don't see what the issue is, a "C" is still a decent grade, her writing is a little hard to read but..." She stopped and looked at Scootaloo. Scootaloo froze up.
"If a chemical solution has 20 milliliters of water at 30 degrees and the solution is cooled in a freezer with a rate of heat loss equal to 15 degrees per minute, what will the temperature be after 5, 10, and 20 minutes?" Rainbow Dash read. "And you answered "Not hot enough to be 20% cooler."
"Heh. I guess I was daydreaming?" Scootaloo shrunk in her seat. "I mean, um, I well,"
"Stop it, squirt. That was funny, real funny." Dash smiled. "I appreciate the humor, and that you were thinking of me."
"So, I'm not in trouble?" Scootaloo asked slowly.
"Yeah, you're grounded. This may seem weird coming from me, but your grades are important, kid. One week, no video games, snack food, or flight lessons."
Scootaloo slammed her forehead onto the desk ad moaned. Cherilee put a hoof to her mouth to hide a smirk."