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// Some Like it Dead (Ticket Master) 
// Story: Scootaloo Dies a Bunch 
// by alexmagnet 
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	“I was thinking that maybe we should go do something fun before school starts up again,” said Sweetie Belle taking a sip from her smoothie. Resting her head against her hooves, she looked up at the sky. The restaurant they were dining at was outside, so she had clear view. “It’s a pretty nice day out. It’s supposed to be like this for awhile.” 

Scootaloo was only half paying attention to Sweetie. Most of her focus was on the vibrantly colored salad before her. It was filled with lots of greens and reds, and even some brown where nuts were scattered about. She picked one of them up and popped it into her mouth. As she chewed, she said, “Man, I’ve choked on these stupid nuts so many times. I don’t know why I keep eating them.” 

“Maybe it’s because you like to live dangerously?” suggested Sweetie.

Scootaloo shrugged. “I guess. It’s either that or I just like how they taste… which I do.” She paused, then tossed another nut into her mouth. “So, what’s this about doing something fun?”

Sweetie’s ears perked up. “Oh! I was thinking that maybe we could go on an adventure or something. You’ve been talking about how you can’t fly, so I was thinking we could try and do some stuff to see if you can learn.” 

Scootaloo considered the question while she enjoyed yet another savory nut. Chewing with her mouth open and in the most obnoxious way possible, she said, “Sure, that sounds like it could be fun. What about you, though? What are you gonna do?”

Now it was Sweetie Belle’s turn to consider the question. She sucked on the her straw and drew more of the smoothie into her mouth. Leaning back against her chair, she set the smoothie aside. “I just want to see you fly, really. It’d be pretty cool.” 

“Yeah, it would, wouldn’t it?”

Suddenly, Sweetie Belle stopped leaning backwards and let her chair fall flat. Her eyes were fixed on a point far off in the distance. “Hey, what’s that?” she asked. 

Scootaloo turned to follow her gaze. “Uhh… looks like a crowd of ponies to me,” she replied. “Wonder what’s going on?”

Sweetie Belle squinted. “Wait a second. I think that’s Twilight at the front.”

“Who?”

“She runs the library, but I don’t know why she’s being chased.” 

“How do you know she’s being chased?”

“Well she’s running, and there’s a crowd behind her, so I’m guessing she’s being chased.” 

Scootaloo nodded. “Makes sense. I wonder what’s going on then.”

Before Sweetie Belle had a chance to answer, the ground started to shake. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle gave each other worried glances and then quickly ducked under the table as the ponies started rampaging through the courtyard. Scootaloo could make out a bit of what they were saying as they passed. 

“Please, Twilight, I need the ticket for my dying grandmother. She’s never been to the Grand Galloping Gala before.” 

“Twilight, you don’t understand, I will literally die without that ticket.” 

“I’ll have your babies!”

Anything else that could be heard was nearly incomprehensible, made all the more so by the fact that they were now running over and around the table Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle had been sitting at. 

When the rampage had finally passed, the pair of fillies pulled themselves up and exchanged nervous smiles. 

“Whoa, that was pretty close,” said Scootaloo. “I almost got trampled.” 

Sweetie Belle chuckled. “Then I would have been stuck with the bill.” 

Scootaloo matched her chuckle and reached for another nut. “Yeah, woulda sucked for you, heh.” Just as she went to toss the nut in her mouth, she suddenly dropped it and clutched her chest, which was hard to do given she had hooves. 

Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened as she watched Scootaloo drop to the ground and start writhing around. 

“Uhh… you okay?”

It was all Scootaloo could do to shake her head and force out the words, “Heart… attack,” before she finally collapsed and died. 

Sweetie Belle frowned. She looked up just as the waiter approached. He gave Scootaloo’s lifeless body one look and then turned to Sweetie. 

“I’m gonna have to pay for her, aren’t I?”

He nodded. 

Sweetie Belle sighed.