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// Chapter 2 - Ideas 
// Story: An Average Day in the Life of Scootaloo 
// by WolfBane 
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	"So where are gonna find a hot dog eating contest?" Scootaloo asked as she caught up--with her scooter--to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle just outside of the schoolhouse.
This time Apple Bloom was first to answer, "Well... err... I dunno. We never really thought of that."
"I guess we have to think of something else to do," Sighed Sweetie Belle.
The three fillies absent-mindedly began walking (and scooting) towards their clubhouse as they thought up ideas on what to do to try to get their cutie marks. It kept getting harder and harder to come up with things to do as they had used up a lot of good ideas only to find that none of them had a talent for it. As the Cutie Mark Crusaders got to their destination, which took about ten minutes, Scootaloo set down her scooter and the three of them climbed the ramp leading up to the clubhouse, still deep in thought. They all filed inside and simultaneously parked themselves on their thinking spot, where they think up almost all of their great ideas.
Apparently their thinking spot did not help them much because not more than five minutes later Sweetie Belle stood up shouted out a bit too loudly in her squeaky voice, "I've got it!" Which frightened her friends so much that they just up and fell over.
"Oh, I mean, I've got it," Sweetie Belle corrected herself.
"What are we gonna do?" Apple Bloom asked, getting up and dusting herself off.
Sweetie Belle got her dramatic voice on as she stated, "We're going to.... draw pictures."
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom stared at her blankly.
"What?" Sweetie Belle asked innocently.
"We've already drawn pictures before...," Scootaloo said.
"Oh... right," Sweetie Belle said sheepishly.



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Many many many bad ideas later...


"Aha," Scootaloo yelled out, "I've got what we should do!"
"What now?" Apple Bloom asked disinterestedly.
"We should try archery!" Scootaloo said excitedly.
Sweetie Belle looked up from where she was sprawled on the floor and said, "That's... actually not a bad idea."
"Of course it isn't, it's not like we've been spouting a ton of bad ideas," Scootaloo replied.
Apple Bloom joined back in at that point, "Well...--"
Whatever was after that "well..." was cut off as Scootaloo cut in saying, "Let's go!" as she raced out the door to get her scooter, with Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom following closely.
As they were walking (and scooting) the three of them began to talk about random stuff to keep themselves occupied.
"Do you think Cheerilee has ever gone into a hot dog eating contest?" Sweetie Belle asked both of them.
Scootaloo swiftly answered, "I couldn't see Cheerilee ever doing that."
Apple Bloom nodded in assent, "Yeah, she's more of a proper-ish pony."
"I could see her working in a library," Sweetie Belle stated.
"Well I like bananas," Scootaloo said
"Yeah, me t--," Apple Bloom stopped as she realized what they were saying, "Wait... how did we get to bananas?"
"Well... I... uhm... let's just keep walking," Scootaloo quickly answered.
They walked on in silence until, after 5 minutes of walking Sweetie Belle broke the silence, "Wait... where are we gonna find an archery range?"
"Well I guess we never thought of that...," Apple Bloom answered.
"How about this one?" Scootaloo inquired as they neared an archery range that was randomly just... there, with only a few other ponies.
"Oh, that would work," Sweetie Belle said.