(Impressed CMCs vector by thatguy1945, Babs vector by Kuren 427)
“It’s happenin’! It’s happenin’! Ah can’t believe it’s happenin’!” Apple Bloom cried out in excitement as she jumped on her bed. “Tomorrow is gonna be the day!”
“Whoa there, Apple Bloom!” AppleJack stopped her as she walked in. “Careful with all that jumpin’. You’re gonna break the floor, and ah ain’t payin’ for that.”
“Sorry, AppleJack, but I’m just so excited!” Apple Bloom said excitedly.
“Well it was mighty nice of Rarity to let you and your friends go to Manehattan with her so she can help Coco Pommel with her next project.” AppleJack said.
“Coco who now?” Apple Bloom asked. “Who cares about that? We’re gonna see mah cousin Babs Seed!”
“But you just saw her a little while ago back when Granny Smith was… y’know.” AppleJack reminded her.
“Oh ah know, and we were pretty excited, but we never got to ask her how she got her cutie mark! We were too excited talkin’ about our victory after rescuin’ Granny!” Apple Bloom said.
“Well perhaps tomorrow will be the chance to actually ask her.” AppleJack said. “You’d be careful in Manehattan tomorrow, y’hear? There are a lot of bad neighborhoods there filled with bad kids. You thought your bullies were bad, just wait till you get to Manehattan.”
“Oh it won’t be problem, AppleJack!” Apple Bloom said. “We’ll have Babs with us the whole time! She’s a tough pony! She can handle anything!”
“Well ah hope she can handle herself and y’all from any hoodlums.” AppleJack said.
“Ah’m still so psyched that we’re goin’ to be seein’ Babs again!” Apple Bloom cried out excitedly as she continued jumping on the bed. “Cutie Mark Crusader reunion!” Just then her bed collapses after the last jump, and Apple Bloom falls on the debris. She removes the blanket her head and she chuckles embarrassingly.
The next day came – Rarity, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle all boarded the Friendship Express and were on their way to the Big Apple that is Manehattan. The city that makes small town ponies feel so tiny and cramped. The CMCs were acting all excited on the train which was really disturbing Rarity’s reading. The CMCs were jumping around, laughing, and cheering because they’re going to see Babs.
“Um, girls?” Rarity asked. “Do you mind toning it down a bit? I’m trying to read.”
“Trying to read?! What are you, Twilight?” Scootaloo teased.
“Yeah, sis. Don’t be such a square like her!” Sweetie Belle teased.
“I know you all are excited to see your friend.” Rarity said.
“Our friend?!” the CMCs all cried out in surprise.
“Babs Seed is MORE than just a friend, Rarity.” Sweetie Belle informed her.
“Yeah, she’s the most awesome and inspiring Cutie Mark Crusader ever!” Scootaloo said. “Last time we were in Manehattan to see her, she made an awesome leader to her friends!”
“She was an inspiration!” Apple Bloom said. “Bubble Bop and Cloudy Thunder were so lucky to have somepony like Babs! She whipped them into shape, showed off her wicket skills that she learned from us!”
“But not only that.” Sweetie Belle added. “She was also very sweet, and gentle, and kind.”
“And 100% pure awesomeness!” Scootaloo said.
“I thought Rainbow Dash was 100% pure awesomeness to you, Scootaloo?” Sweetie Belle reminded her.
“No, no, no. You got it all wrong, Sweetie Belle.” Scootaloo reminded her. “Rainbow Dash is easily 200% pure awesomness.”
“All we’re sayin’ is that she’s… she’s… she’s such a BAD SEED!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly. “In the awesome kind of ‘bad’, not the… bad type of bad.”
“And I’m really happy that you all are going to get to see her again, girls!” Rarity said. “But I must let you know that Manehattan is a big place. Once I drop you girls off, you’ll be careful right?”
“Ugh! You sound just like AppleJack, Rarity!” Apple Bloom complained. “We’ll be fine! We’ve been here before.”
“I just care for your safety, Apple Bloom.” Rarity said. “You too, Scootaloo, and especially you Sweetie Belle.”
“I know the lecture… I get it.” Sweetie Belle said with an attitude.
“Uhh, folks?” one of the conductors asked. “We’re arriving at Manehattan now. We’ll be at the station in a couple of minutes.”
“MANEHATTAN!” the crusaders cried out in excitement as they ran towards the right window… well, right window from the back – left window from the front and they looked out and saw the statue and then the city itself as the train crosses the bridge from the Jersey side. The train eventually arrives at the station, and once Rarity and the crusaders walk out, Rarity calls for a cab.
After a pleasant right through Manehattan, the cab stops right in front of Orange residence. The crusaders jump out of the cab and quickly run inside the apartment complex. Rarity doesn’t follow. “Are… are you going to go with them?” the cab puller asked.
“I think they know their way, they don’t need me.” Rarity said. “Anyways, my good darling, please take me to see my friend Coco Pommel?”
“Ok.” The cab puller said. “Now… where exactly is she?”
So the crusaders quickly run through the halls of the building, and they run to the elevator. “Quick! The elevator!” Sweetie Belle pointed.
“No time for that! Take the stairs!” Scootaloo suggested. So the crusaders run up the stairs to the fourth floor and they headed over to the door which led to Orange residence. They quickly knocked on the door excitedly. “I can’t wait to see Babs again!”
“Ah know! Her and her new cutie mark too!” Apple Bloom said excitedly.
“We have to ask her everything!” Sweetie Belle said. “I really want to know how she got it!”
“I still have the feeling she’s a hairdresser.” Scootaloo said.
“Let’s not skip to conclusions, Scoots.” Apple Bloom advised her. “Cutie marks could mean anything.” Just then the door unlocks and the crusaders’ eyes got really wide.
The door finally opens and the crusaders cried out, “BABS! IT’S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU!” Just then their excitement dropped because it wasn’t Babs at the door.
It was some pink pony with blonde hair and a daisy on it. She also had a lot of piercings all over her ears, nose, and chin. She also had a red T-Shirt that says ‘Go Manehattan Huges!’, and one of her sleeves drooped over her arm revealing her shoulder. She had an uncaring look on her face as she sipped her soda. “Yo, what up?”
“Hey, Sunflower!” Apple Bloom said. “Is your sister home?”
Sunflower takes another sip of her soda and she burps. She then finally says, “Nnnope.” She then takes yet another sip of her soda. The crusaders all looked at eachother awkwardly.
“Sooo… where is she?” Apple Bloom asked.
Sunflower scratches on her cheek and says, “Umm… I dunno.” She shrugs as she takes another sip from her soda which seems to be empty.
“Well now that you’re done with that. How about it, cuz?” Apple Bloom asked.
Sunflower then removes the lid of her soda and starts to eat the ice cubes. “Ugh! You actually eat ice cubes?” Scootaloo asked.
“No.” Sunflower said. “I let them melt in my mouth.” There was an awkward silence, but Sunflower finally said, “But Babs did say she was going to see her friends at their… umm… little club or whatever.”
“Oh we know where that is!” Sweetie Belle said.
“Thank you so much for your help, Sunflower!” Apple Bloom said.
“Yeah, whatever.” Sunflower said as she closes the door.
“Wow she’s such an awkward pony!” Sweetie Belle commented.
“She was like that ever since her last coltfriend broke up with her.” Apple Bloom said. “Such a sad tale that ah do not want to repeat. Let’s just go see Babs over at her club house.” Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo both nod agreement and they walked off into the Manehattan streets.
The three fillies were wandering off through the city, and it was dusk out. They were wandering so much that they ended up in a bad neighborhood. All the ponies in the area seemed either tough, or poor. “Umm… Apple Bloom?” Sweetie Belle asked nervously. “Are you sure you know where you’re going?”
Apple Bloom hesitated to answer her. “Umm… sure ah do! Yeah, umm… we… umm…”
“Face it, Apple Bloom. We’re lost!” Scootaloo said.
“No! No we’re not lost!” Apple Bloom said in denial. “Ah remember perfectly on where the Manehattan CMC clubhouse is. It’s… it’s right down an alley, ah know that.” Apple Bloom turned towards the direction of a dark alley. The CMCs looked down and saw a cat chasing rats that were eating out of the trashbins.
“Umm… I don’t think that’s the right alley.” Sweetie Belle said.
“Well we’re not goin’ to know unless we try it out, right?” Apple Bloom asked as she began to walk down it. “C’mon, girls.”
“I sense a cliché coming.” Scootaloo said as she and Sweetie Belle followed. The CMCs walk down the dark alley, Sweetie Belle gets disgusted over a sleeping hobo in a cardboard box. Scootaloo spots a spider crawling down and gets startled by that. Didn’t think that tough filly had a fear of spiders.
“Are we almost there, Apple Bloom?” Sweetie Belle asked. “Maybe we should’ve stayed with Sunflower. At least it would be safe there.”
“No way!” Apple Bloom said. “We’re here to see Babs, and that’s what we’re goin’ to do. It’s just an alley. It’s not like it’s the Everfree Forest. There are no dangerous creatures here.”
“Mmmaybe not.” Sweetie Belle said nervously. “B-but… perhaps there might be something worse. Rarity did warn us about-“
“Heard about what?” a filly who talked in a punk voice asked. The CMCs looked behind them and saw a couple of hoodlum fillies. One of them was wearing a sports jersey and a sideways cap, and the other had a leather jacket with a white shirt and had spikey green hair. One of their cutie marks was a baseball bat, and the other one had a couple of spiky balls. “Well? We’re waiting for an answer.”
“Oh… umm… you know…” Apple Bloom said nervously as the CMCs started to back up slowly, and the hoodlums slowly walked towards them. “…we just… umm… umm…”
“Umm… umm… umm…” the jersey hoodlum teased them. “Listen to you! You can’t even talk! You have no idea why you’re here.”
“We’re here to look for our friend!” Scootaloo said angrily. “Now why don’t you back off and mind your own business?!”
“Or what?” the jersey hoodlum asked Scootaloo as she brought her face close down to her – so close she can breathe on her. “What can you do… tough gal?”
Scootaloo started to get nervous, so she ran over behind Sweetie Belle and cowarded behind her. “Umm… Sweetie Belle? You got anything?”
“ME?!” Sweetie Belle cried. “Apple Bloom, Scootaloo is using me as a pony shield!”
“You’re in the wrong neighborhood, kiddies!” the leather jacket filly said. “You’re in our territory, and you know what we do to trespassers?”
“Umm… become instant best friends with them and let them go free?” Sweetie Belle asked nervously.
“We take their allowances!” the leather jacket filly said mischievously.
“Oh… well… umm…” Apple Bloom said nervously as they bump onto a wall, and the only way left to go is their right. “Sorry to disappoint you gals, but… umm… we… we have no money on us. Sorry, ah guess you’ll have to… let us go then… steal from… somepony else?”
The jersey filly grabs onto Apple Bloom’s hair and says angrily, “If you don’t pay us, we’ll have to find some other means of payment. This bow might do nicely.” The jersey filly rips the bow right off Apple Bloom’s hair. “OW!” she yelled. “Hey! Give that back! That bow means more to me than anything!”
“Aww, what’s wrong?” the jersey filly asked in a playful tone. “Did your mommy give you this bow?”
Apple Bloom started to get really angry. Sweetie Belle stops her by storming right in front of her and she says, “Look, you girls got what you wanted. Now will you please let us go?! Can’t we all just get along?!”
“NO!” Scootaloo yelled. “YOU PUNKS BETTER GIVE APPLE BLOOM HER BOW BACK! OR SO HELP ME!”
“Or so help you indeed!” the leather jacket filly said mischievously as they started to walk even closer to the CMCs. “And what are YOU going to do about it?”
“The right thing to do!” Scootaloo said bravely, but that braveness turned into cowardness as she yells, “RUN!” As Scootaloo started running. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle give an embarrassment smile to the hoodlums as they then ran off too. The CMCs began scream and run through the alleys in an attempt to get away from the hoodlums. The hoodlums did indeed chase them, but the CMCs thought fast. Sweetie Belle quickly topples some trashbins over to slow them down, but that didn’t work, they just jumped over them.
“Over here!” Apple Bloom pointed as they turned… right into a dead-end. “It’s a dead end!” She yelled as she banged her hooves against the wall.
“Over here, huh?” Scootaloo asked sarcastically.
“Ah didn’t see this dead end! It was so dark!” Apple Bloom informed her.
“Well, well, well…” the hoodlum in the jersey said mischievously as they blocked the only exit. “Not a smart move if you ask us.”
“You have nowhere left to run, you twerps!” the leather jacket pony said. “I dare you to try anything!”
“Grab on my legs, girls.” Scootaloo instructed her friends, and they did so. Scootaloo then attempts to fly, but fails and they all topple over. The hoodlums started to laugh.
“Nice attempt, but you got nothing! Nothing can save you now!” the jersey hoodlum said mischievously.
“HEEEEELP!” the CMCs cried.
“Who are you yelling help to?” the jacket hoodlum asked. “There’s nopony here but us.” Just then, right out of the blue, the jacket hoodlum gets kicked in the face and collapses on the ground. “OW!” she cried.
“Brace Lends!” the jersey pony yelled at her friend. The jersey pony was next – a masked filly started to jump right over to the pony and was about to deliver a swift kick, but the jersey pony dodges out of the way and the red, brown, and white masked pony lands crouched with three of her hooves on the ground and one of the front ones spread out to the side. The masked pony smirks at the jersey pony, and the jersey pony smirks back. “You!” the jersey pony said.
The jersey pony starts charging towards the masked pony and was about to deliver a punch, but the masked pony was able to dodge out of the way every single time. The jersey pony finds a pipe in the pile of garbage. The masked pony gasps, but then the jersey pony bangs the pipe against a water shoot which caused the masked pony to shake and cringe. The CMCs cringed a bit too. The jersey pony then drops the pipe, she runs towards the masked pony, was about to finish her off, but the masked pony then jumps up into the air and lands right on top of the jersey pony, and crosses her hind legs onto the jersey pony’s neck, making her incapacitated. Right before she became incapacitated however, she accidently lets go of Apple Bloom’s bow and it flies across the alleyway, and Apple Bloom catches it and places it back on her head in excitement.
“Say uncle!” the masked pony demanded. “Go on! Say it!”
“AAAAH UNCLE!” the jersey pony yelled.
“Yous better leave these three fillies alone, you understand?!” the masked pony instructed them.
“AAAH!” the jersey pony cried. “Understood! Understood! Just let me go!” The masked pony jumps off from the jersey pony’s neck and lands right in front of the CMCs. The two hoodlums stood up from the ground and they ran away. The masked pony lets out a sigh of relief.
“Wow! That was amazing, masked stranger!” Scootaloo said excitedly.
“Yeah! I’ve never seen moves like that before!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly.
“Who are you?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Ain’t it obvious?” the masked pony asked as she removes her mask and it’s revealed to be Babs Seed.
Babs blows on her hair as the CMCs cry out in surprise, “BABS?!”
“Babs! H… ho… how did…” Apple Bloom stuttered.
“Surprised, cuz?” Babs asked.
“Babs, that was truly amazin’!” Apple Bloom yelled.
“Yeah, those were wicket moves, Babs!” Scootaloo said. “You sure showed those bullies!”
“Thanks, but we better not stay out here.” Babs suggested. “Wooden Bat and Brace Lends will be back with friends. Let’s head back to my place.” So the CMCs and Babs all went back to her place. They took a seat on the sofa as Sunflower was listening to her music on her MP3 player on one of the lounge chairs. “I am so glad you all are here, gals! I missed you all so much!”
“We missed you too, cuz!” Apple Bloom said.
“Yeah, but all that fighting out there.” Scootaloo said. “It was so awesome!”
“But how did you do that?!” Sweetie Belle yelled.
“When somepony like myself is raised in a place like Manehattan, she’s gotta know how to defend herself.” Babs said as she shows off her fighting stances to her friends, and at the final pose, she blows on her hair.
“How did you know where to find us though?” Apple Bloom asked. “We were all way deep inside that alley.”
“Oh trust me, gals, anypony could hear yous screamin’ from a mile away.” Babs chuckled. “I knew I recognized those voices. I had to do somethin’. What are yous all doing out here? It’s almost dark. I was just about to head back home to see yous!”
“Well we went out there to look for you.” Apple Bloom said. “Sunflower said you were back at the clubhouse. Ah… ah thought ah knew the way, but… ah guess ah forgot.” She blushed in embarrassment.
“That was the last time you lead us anywhere, Apple Bloom.” Scootaloo complained.
Babs’ smile starts to go away as she explains what she did before she rescued her friends. “Umm… yeah, I… I wasn’t at my clubhouse.”
“You weren’t?” Apple Bloom asked.
“No.” Babs said. “Today is Friday. Fridays are the days I stay at school late for my wrestling club.”
“Wait, hang on a second there.” Scootaloo stops her. “Since when were you in a wrestling club?”
“For a while.” Babs said. “I pretty much hesitated to join, but Sunny over there, WHO HAS HER MUSIC TOO LOUD AND IS GOING TO MAKESELF DEAF, insisted that I join. This was before I got my cutie mark here. Sunny said I should learn to defend myself against bullies like Wooden Bat and Brace Lends.”
“Rarity did warn us that Manehattan bullies are much worse than the bullies we have at home.” Sweetie Belle said.
“If you’re talking about Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, if yous think they’re bad, yous have NO idea what I have been through.” Babs said as she blows on her hair. “Unlike your bullies, my bullies aren’t rich and spoiled. They’re poor, so they beat up little fillies like yourselves for their allowances. Be glad I was there just in time.”
“Well we really appreciate it, Babs.” Apple Bloom smiled. “Thank you!”
“Yeah but it’s going to take a lot to get me to leave this apartment again!” Sweetie Belle said nervously as she hides behind one of the soda’s pillows.
“Just stay away from that neighborhood and you should be fine, Sweetie Belle.” Babs comforted her. “And stick to me. Nopony is immune to my scissors!”
“Your… scissors?” Sweetie Belle asked curiously.
“That was that attack I put on Wooden Bat.” Babs said. “I jumped on her and crossed my legs on her neck. It’s pretty much my unstoppable wrestling move.”
“Cool!” Scootaloo said. “Do you call it ‘The Scissors’ because your cutie mark is a pair of scissors?”
“No. That move is what got me my cutie mark in the first place.” Babs corrected her.
“WHAT?!” the crusaders all gasped in surprise.
“What? I didn’t tell yous that?” Babs asked.
“How is that possible?!” Sweetie Belle yelled as she jumped in front of Babs and began to shake her. “You got your pair of scissors from being a stylist! You and your hair, remember?!” Sweetie Belle then eventually stops shaking her.
Babs’ eyes roll around after all that shaking, and then she blows on her hair and says, “I never said that.”
“Wrestling though, Babs?” Apple Bloom asked. “Really? That’s your special talent?!”
“I know!” Babs said excitedly. “I couldn’t believe it myself! I was there on that wrestling ring, and I was so nervous, but once I gave out that signature move on that pony, that’s when I got this sweet little thing!” She points to her cutie mark. “After that day I’ve been dreaming of being a professional wrestler. I’ve been going to all the professional wrestling matches. I wanna be just like my hero – The Masked Gluestick!”
“HA!” Scootaloo laughed. “What kind of name is that?!”
“HEY!” Babs yelled in Scootaloo’s face. “Don’t you dare mock the name of The Masked Gluestick! She’s the best wrestler in all of Equestria! She’s my idol. I want her to teach me everything she knows when I get that good.”
“But why though?” Apple Bloom asked. “How did she come up with that name – The Masked Gluestick?”
“Once she wins a fight, she sticks to being a winner.” Babs said as she visions The Masked Gluesticks’ moves. “When she looks into her opponent’s eyes, she’s stuck looking at them. Once she pins a pony down to the ground, that pony is pretty much stuck there, and when she-“
“Alright, alright, we get it, Babs.” Scootaloo cuts her off.
“She is such an amazing pony!” Babs said. “I wanna be just like her!”
“Well if that’s what makes you happy, Babs. We’re happy.” Apple Bloom said. “No matter what your destiny is, we’ll always accept it.”
“Heh, thanks cuz!” Babs said. “I just wish everypony else thought that way.”
“Who doesn’t think that way?” Sweetie Belle asked. “I’m sure your friends accept you.”
“Oh… right… yeah… them.” Babs said upsettingly.
“W-what’s wrong?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Nothing.” Babs lied. “Hey, I got an idea! My club is going to host its monthly Junior Wrestling Tournament. Winner gets four free tickets to the next wrestling championship at the Huges’ Stadium on Sunday.”
“SUNDAAAAAAAAY!” Scootaloo cries out in an echoy voice. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle both look at her awkwardly, but Babs chuckles.
“Yep! Scootaloo gets what I’m talking about!” Babs said. “You three should totally watch me perform! I could use the enthusiasm.”
“We’ll be there, Babs! Don’t you worry!” Apple Bloom nodded in agreement. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle both nodded back.
“SUNNY!” Babs then yelled. “Please turn down your volume! I could hear your music from your headphones!”
“Hmm?” Sunny asked as she lifts one headphone out letting out all the music. “What was that, Babs?” Babs rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
“What has happened to you, sis?” Babs asked upsettingly.
The next day came, and Sunflower brings the four fillies to Babs’ school where her wrestling club was about to start. The club was home to all sorts of strong colts and fillies. Some are small but fast which is good for their reflexes, and some are slow but big which makes them more effective, and there was even a fat one but he’ll go with the ‘big’ category. Babs was wearing her brown, red, and white mask on and she also had tights on which matched her mask.
“Wow, there’s a lot of tough looking ponies here.” Sweetie Belle commented.
“Well, ah hope you’re ready, Babs!” Apple Bloom said.
Babs tucks in a loose piece of her hair in her mask, and then she says, “Yep, I’m ready to go! But to be honest… I’m a little nervous.”
“Why? Haven’t you done this before?” Scootaloo asked.
“Well this is the first time I’m wrestling and any of my friends are watching.” Babs said. “It was always just my sister that comes and watches.”
“Wait… none of your friends come and support you?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“It’s a long story.” Babs said. “I’d rather not talk about it right now.”
“Don’t worry, Babs. We won’t stress you over it.” Apple Bloom comforted her. “Just go on and… do what wrestlers do.”
“Wrestle?” Babs asked.
“Heh, right.” Apple Bloom chuckled embarrassingly.
“Time to put that cutie mark into action!” Scootaloo said excitedly.
“Heh, right of course.” Babs said. “It’s a shame I didn’t get the same cutie mark as you gals. It would’ve been nice being a crusader forever.”
“You’re still a crusader, Babs. Don’t let anypony tell you otherwise.” Apple Bloom said.
“C’mon, B. Scissiorhooves! We’re just about to begin!” the coach informed her.
“I’ll be right there, coach!” Babs called out.
“B. Scissorhooves?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Yeah, that’s my wrestling name. Every wrestler’s gotta have a cool name.” Babs said. “Well, wish me luck!” She runs over to the ring and climbs in. The CMCs walk over to the bleachers and sit down next to Sunflower.
“Alright, Junior Wrestling Tournament Round 4 – B. Scissorhooves vs. Buff Buffalo!” the coach called out.
“You’re going down, Scissorhooves!” Buff Buffalo taunted her.
“As if!” Babs teased. “You don’t want what I did to yous last time, do ya?”
“Well it’s not going to happen!” Buff yelled. “I barely ate breakfast this morning!”
“The most important meal of the day? Yeah, like THAT was a smart move.” Babs teased.
“Wrestlers, get ready!” the coach called out. “And…” The bell then dings as the two begin to place their hooves on one another’s shoulders and they groaned as they tried to take one another down.
While the CMCs watched Babs and Buff wrestle, Apple Bloom was feeling a wee bit upset. “What’s wrong, Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked.
“Ah was just thinkin’ of Babs’ friends.” Apple Bloom said.
“Yeah I was too.” Scootaloo said.
“No you weren’t.” Sweetie Belle corrected her.
“Yeah, you’re right. I wasn’t.” Scootaloo said upsettingly.
“But that was twice already. We try to bring up Babs’ friends, but she just keeps dropping the subject.” Apple Bloom said. “Ah think she’s hidin’ somethin’ from us.”
“You think Babs and her friends had some sort of fight or something?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Ah’m not sure.” Apple Bloom said. “But ah want to get to the bottom of this. We should go to the Manehattan CMC Clubhouse and see what’s goin’ on.”
“I agree.” Sweetie Belle nodded.
“As long as you don’t lead the way this time, I’m cool with it.” Scootaloo said.
“ONE… TWO… THREE! B. SCISSORHOOVES WINS!” the coach cries out as Buff was lying on the floor and Babs had her hind legs around Buff’s neck.
“SAY UNCLE!” Babs demanded. “GO ON! SAY UNCLE!”
“UNCLE! UNCLE!” Buff yelled.
Babs releases her grip on Buff and she yells out, “Did you see that gals?! Did you see me?!”
“We sure did!” Scootaloo called out. “You were awesome!”
“GO BABS!” Apple Bloom yelled.
“Woo hoo!” Sweetie Belle cheered. She then looks over and glares at Sunflower as she was just sitting there listening to her music.
Sweetie Belle elbows her, and Sunflower asked, “Huh? Wha… oh… woo! Go, sis! Yeah!” She ‘cheered’. Babs sighs as she takes off her mask, blows on her hair, and climbs off stage.
The CMCs all ran over to her and gave her a towel and some water. “Everything alright, Babs?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Meh.” Babs shrugged. “Usually I do better than that.”
“Are you kidding me?!” Scootaloo asked surprisingly. “That was super awesome! How could you do better?”
“Believe me, Buff Buffalo is an easy one to take down.” Babs said.
“You and your scissor moves are absolutely full of it!” Buff yelled out angrily.
“But after you keep mentioning my friends, it kinda slowed me down.” Babs admitted.
“Oh we’re sorry, Babs.” Apple Bloom said. “We’re just a little bit concerned to why you haven’t been hangin’ with them a lot lately.”
“Well… I’m not sure what to think of it.” Babs said. “I mean… now that I have my destiny, I didn’t think I was needed in the crusaders anymore. I still went to visit every so often, but… they seemed to be too busy to hang out. I wanted to help still, but it would seem… they don’t need me anymore.”
“Well phooey!” Sweetie Belle said.
“Sweetie Belle!” Apple Bloom cries out in surprise.
“Sorry about the foul language, but Babs, you’re better than that!” Sweetie Belle explained. “You three had something in common before, but that shouldn’t change a thing! You three will always be friends, and there’s nothing that can change that!”
Babs thought about what Sweetie Belle just said and then she smiles, “You’re right, Sweetie Belle! I have to see my friends! No matter how busy they’ll be, I’ll always be there right by their side! Right after this tournament’s over, we’ll go and see them right away!”
“Why not now?” Apple Bloom suggested.
“Now?!” Babs shouted out in surprise. “But… the tickets! The wrestling! I cannot miss out on that!”
“But if you really want to see them, why not do it now?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Because this wrestling means everything to me!” Babs said. “And that’s not all, this time these tickets come with backstage passes! I get to meet The Masked Gluestick – my hero! This… I cannot miss out on! Also, I promised you gals I’d take you!” The CMCs all looked at eachother in confusion. “Don’t worry, gals, this thing doesn’t usually take long. I just have to do this one round, and then the final round will be tonight at 6 where I’ll win us the tickets! Right after, we’ll go and see my friends!”
“B. Scissorhooves! You’re up!” the coach called out.
“I promise.” Babs said to the CMCs right before she ran up to the ring for her last round of the day. The CMCs all felt bad and thought Babs knew better than that.
After the match was over, the CMCs led by Babs walked out into the Manehattan streets and she led them to the CMC Clubhouse down an alleyway. “Ya see, cousin, it’s the fourth left alley on Muzzle Drive.” Babs informed her.
“Of course!” Apple Bloom slapped her head with an obvious tone. “All this time ah thought it was Muzzle Street! How could ah be so foolish?”
“Hey, it happens, Apple Bloom.” Sweetie Belle said. “Accidents happen.”
“Yeah even if that accident did almost lead us to our doom.” Scootaloo teased.
“Not helping!” Sweetie Belle whispered to her.
“There it is, Ponyville crusaders!” Babs pointed to the clubhouse. The clubhouse was mainly an abandoned shack over at the alleyway that was filled with rags and chimes and decorations. “Ain’t she a beauty? Very secluded.”
“It’s very nice, Babs!” Sweetie Belle said. “I can see you three decorated it some more since our last visit!”
“I just hope your friends are happy to see us.” Scootalooo said.
“Are you kiddin’?” Babs asked excitedly. “Bubble Bop and Cloudy Thunder LOVE yous! It would be pretty amazin’ to catch up on old times, so don’t worry about it.”
Meanwhile inside the clubhouse as Babs and the CMCs walk in, Bubble Bop and Cloudy Thunder were sitting upstairs with a chart of the things they did to attempt to earn their cutie marks. Bubble Pop is a pink unicorn filly with dark blueberry hair with pigtails and eyes similar to Fluttershy’s. Cloudy Thunder is a gray pegasus colt with white silver hair with a similar style to Scootaloo’s.
“Alright, Cloudy.” Bubble started. “So, since sheep sheering didn’t work, mainly because there’s no sheep in Manehattan, it looks like it’s time to try out bobsledding.”
“Bobsledding?” Cloudy asked. “We’ll need snow for that, and it’s in the middle of Spring! We should’ve done bobsledding earlier.”
“Alright, genius. What do you expect us to do?” Bubble asked.
“I suggest quilling.” Cloudy suggested.
Bubble facehooves herself and says, “I told you, quilling isn’t even a real thing. It’s not even a real word!”
“I know, but it’s making up an occupation.” Cloudy said. “Quilling is about taking feathers off of the pigeons and seagulls flying around town and making quills off them!”
“That’s about the lamest thing I’ve ever heard!” Bubble complained.
“Oh yeah? Do tell!” Cloudy dared her.
“Well first off, you could just use your own feathers instead.” Bubble informed him.
“If I kept pulling off my own feathers, it would stop me from flying, duh!” Cloudy reminded her.
“And second, you can’t just make up an occupation! You can’t just make up a destiny, or a cutie mark! It doesn’t work that way!” Bubble explained.
“Sure it does!” Cloudy corrected her.
“No it doesn’t!” Bubble argued with him.
“What up, crusaders?” Babs asked excitedly as she walked into the room. “Look who the cat dragged in!”
Just then the crusaders walk in behind her and waved to them. “Hey, Manehattan crusaders!” the CMCs all said excitedly.
“Fellow crusaders!” Bubble and Cloudy said excitedly. Babs held her arms out hoping for a hug, but the duo just walk right pass her, ignore her, and went over to greet their friends from Ponyville.
“You didn’t say you girls were coming!” Bubble said excitedly.
“Ah thought Babs would’ve told you?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Well regardless, it is AWESOME to have you all here!” Cloudy said excitedly. “We’re in the middle of a pickle right now in deciding what we should do next. Perhaps you can give us some suggestions?”
Babs clears her throat and says, “Well, maybe I can give you some pointers on-“
“What do you girls think?” Cloudy asked, interrupting Babs. “We have a huge list here on this chart. We done most of these already, but there’s still bobsledding, quilling, archery, pilots, news anchors, talk show hosts…”
“It’s becoming slightly difficult to think of something.” Bubble said.
“Well, we already have our cutie marks.” Scootaloo said.
“Perhaps we can tell you on how we got them, so maybe it could help you think of something?” Sweetie Belle suggested.
“That’s a great idea, Sweetie Belle!” Cloudy said.
“Yeah, I wouldn’ve thought better myself!” Bubble said.
“Umm, hello?” Babs asked. “Anypony want to hear my-“
“Tell us in detail on how you got your cutie marks?” Bubble asked the Ponyville CMCs but while cutting Babs off.
“Well it wasn’t anythin’ we expected.” Apple Bloom said. “Ah guess perhaps the great thing about cutie marks is not expectin’ how to get it.”
“Really now?” Bubble asked.
“Yep!” Scootaloo said. “It all started on a day like any other. Our friend Pipsqueak needed our help to run for Student Pony President.”
“Interesting, interesting. Go on.” Bubble said as she was taking notes.
“Uhh, Bubble?” Babs asked.
“Go on girls, you can tell us!” Bubble said.
“So at the school our former class bully Diamond Tiara was also running for class president.” Sweetie Belle said.
“Cloudy?” Babs asked.
“Wow, a former bully? What happened?” Cloudy asked. Babs was getting real tired of getting interrupted, so she knew she had to do something. She blows on her hair, and awaits her moment.
“She was mainly thinking of herself.” Scootaloo said. “She was giving promises of more of her, blackmailing, giving false promises…”
Just then, Babs cuts her out but jumping in the middle and explaining the rest of the story. “…and then it turns out Pipsqueak won, Silver Spoon cut connections with her, and then Diamond Tiara started to feel bad about herself.” Everypony got quiet. Bubble and Cloudy glared at her and the CMCs felt in an awkward position. “What? That’s really how the story went.”
“Umm… yeah, I guess you’re not getting it while we were completely ignoring you.” Bubble said to Babs.
“Huh? What do ya mean?” Babs asked as she blows on her hair.
“I mean I don’t know why you keep coming back, counting you’re not a crusader anymore.” Cloudy said.
“Of course not! That’s what I thought!” Babs said. “But that didn’t mean we couldn’t be friends anymore.”
“I dunno, Babs.” Bubble said. “Do friends keep ignoring their messages? Not popping up for visits? Not giving advice to their friends in need?”
“I came to visit!” Babs corrected them.
“Yeah only when you keep winning those tickets to the wrestling tournaments!” Cloudy said.
“You keep saying it yourself, ‘Oh yo, yo I got these tickets, I don’t want them to go to waste so here, take the extra seats’.” Bubble mocked her.
“I didn’t want them to come to waste.” Babs said. “I thought you’d be interested, but yous keeping saying no.”
“That’s because we’re not INTERESTED in wrestling, Babs!” Bubble informed her. “We’re not into the hobbies you’re interested in! Wrestling is boring!”
“How dare you?!” Babs yelled in an offended tone.
“Uhh, Babs?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Wrestling is the greatest sport ever!” Babs yelled. “How can you not like it?”
“Because it’s all FAKE!” Bubble said. “None of it’s real! It’s all staged!”
“Wrestling is NOT fake!” Babs informed them as she stamped her hoof on the floor. “And you think it was easy to sell those extra tickets! I sometimes have to sit next big obnoxious ponies with a severe body odder!”
“That’s not our problem, Babs.” Cloudy said. “But is that all we’re useful for? To fill in those extra seats? You’ve been more interested in wrestling than you’ve been interested in us! Do we mean anything to you anymore?”
“B-but, but I-“ Babs stuttered.
“Of course we don’t.” Bubble answered for her. “Ever since Babs got her cutie mark she’s only been thinking about herself and what she’s interested in. We were only there to help her fill that void of emptiness that was her flank.” Babs upsettingly looks down at her cutie mark. “Now that the void’s been filled, she doesn’t need us anymore. We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and we will always help out ponies in need to help find their destinies!”
“Yeah, we’re going to cutie marks just like our Ponyville branch of crusaders!” Cloudy said. “We want to always help ponies out in their time of need, with or without you, Babs! Now go back to your fake wrestling, and leave us alone!”
Babs begins to tear up, and then she gets angry. “FINE! If that’s how you want to be, then… then…” She then runs away.
“Babs, wait!” the Ponyville CMCs yelled out.
“Forget about her, she’s no crusader. She gave up on us ever since she got that cutie mark!” Bubble said angrily.
“Just face the fact, girls.” Cloudy said. “She was cool once. She was… really an inspiration, but now she’s not, ever since she got her cutie mark.” Cloudy both walked back to their drawing board. The Ponyville CMCs all looked at eachother upsettingly, and knew they needed to fix this.
The CMCs all looked at Bubble and Cloudy angrily and Apple Bloom said angrily, “Ah can’t believe you two!”
“Uhh, what? You can’t believe US TWO?!” Bubble asked surprisingly.
“It was Babs that kept taking us for granted!” Cloudy said.
“Well we don’t need her anymore.” Bubble said. “Not as a crusader, not as a friend.”
“Is this really what you want?” Sweetie Belle asked.
Bubble and Cloudy both looked at eachother and then they sighed. “No.”
“We just want things to be back the way they were.” Cloudy said upsettingly. “We want the old Babs back. The one who wanted to help others fill their flanks with no more blank.”
“Well we can fix this!” Scootaloo said. “Babs kept saying how much she misses you. She knows she made mistakes, but she really wants you back.”
“Well if she really wants that, then let’s see her come back here tonight.” Bubble said.
“Tonight?” Scootaloo asked.
“Every Saturday night we used to have a movie night at her place.” Bubble said.
“That was until she kept going to her late night wrestling club meets.” Cloudy said. “She stopped inviting us over.”
“What if we got her to do movie nights again?” Sweetie Belle suggested.
“It’s going to take more than you just persuading her.” Bubble said. “We want our old friend back.”
“So… you want us to… remove her cutie mark?” Scootaloo asked.
“NO!” Bubble yelled. “No, no, no. That’s too harsh. I’m just saying, how about getting her not to perform at the next wrestling match at her club? Maybe she can remember who her true friends are.”
“Then let us prove it to you!” Apple Bloom said. “We’ll head to Babs’ apartment right now, and we can prove how much she needs you.”
Cloudy and Bubble both looked at eachother and nodded. Cloudy then said, “It’s a deal. Let us go get our fellow crusader back!”
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS FOREVER!” all five of them yelled out as they jumped into the air and froze in mid air cheerfully.
Just then, the cheeriness stopped after Sweetie Belle asks, “Umm, ok, how are we doing this?”
“I have no idea.” Scootaloo admitted.
“I’m not even flapping my wings right now!” Cloudy freaked out.
“Ok, ah think ah’m scared!” Apple Bloom freaked out.
“Let us get this problem straightened out, and then we can get Babs.” Bubble said.
So after they got their problem straightened out, they rushed over to Babs’ apartment in an attempt to look for her. They kept calling out her name as they searched the apartment, but they couldn’t find her anywhere. “Anypony find anything?” Bubble called out.
“No, nothing.” Scootaloo said as she checks inside a shoebox for Babs.
“Not in here!” Apple Bloom called out from inside a bathtub as she opened the curtain.
Cloudy was in the kitchen and he checks inside the toaster. “Nope, nothing.” But then, two pieces of toast pop out of the toaster. “Ok, really, who leaves a unsupervised toaster running?”
“Sweetie Belle, did you find anything?!” Bubble called out, but there was no answer. “Sweetie Belle?” But then Sweetie Belle was spotted on the sofa listening to Sunflower’s MP3 player. She was dancing on the sofa as she was listening to the music. Bubble then lifts one headphone and yells, “SWEETIE BELLE!”
“WHA!” Sweetie Belle yelled surprisingly. She then chuckles embarrassingly and says, “Umm, she’s not on this song.”
“It’s no use! She ain’t here!” Apple Bloom said.
“If she’s not here, then there’s only one place she could be.” Bubble said.
“The wrestling!” they all yelled.
“See? Babs obviously doesn’t feel sorry about what she did!” Cloudy said angrily as he nibbles on a piece of toast. “There she goes, thinking of herself again!”
“This does NOT prove anything!” Sweetie Belle yelled as she removes Sunflower’s headphones from her ears. “Babs DOES care about you! You just don’t see it!”
“Calm down, Sweetie Belle.” Scootaloo advised her.
“NO! Calm is the exact OPPOSITE of what I should be doing right now!” Sweetie Belle yelled.
“Scootaloo is right. We need to stay calm and collected.” Bubble said. “And face the fact that Babs only cares about her wrestling.”
“Now hold on a minute! We can still prove to you that Babs cares about you!” Apple Bloom said.
“Face it, Apple Bloom! She’s done with us.” Cloudy said.
“NO!” Sweetie Belle yelled as she had tears in her eyes. “I will not stand by and see fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders fall apart over a cutie mark! If you won’t do anythin’ about, then I will! I’m going to walk through the Manehattan streets with my head held up high! We’re going to the school to get Babs!”
“And what’s that gonna do?” Bubble asked.
“No, ah think ah get what she’d doin’.” Apple Bloom said. “If you showed Babs how much she means to you, she’ll do the same thing back! Watchin’ her perform might be the best way to do it.”
“And how is that supposed to help us feel better?” Bubble asked.
“Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.” Scootaloo said. “You need to do good things to get good things back in return. Maybe if you three just talked it out, the friendship will be fixed!”
“It’s true.” Apple Bloom said. “A cutie mark shouldn’t break friendship apart. Perhaps Babs felt that she was bein’ neglected because she didn’t think you cared about her destiny that much. Babs needs all the support she can get.”
Cloudy and Bubble both looked at eachother and then they smiled and nodded. Bubble then said, “Let’s go get our friend back!”
So the CMCs all rushed out into the Manehattan streets, and it was almost dark. They wished to get to the school as soon as possible so they needed a ride. “Shall we hail a cab?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Maybe. How much money do you have?” Cloudy asked.
“Well if you add Sweetie Belle’s, Apple Bloom’s, and mine’s change together, it’ll bring about a total of nothing.” Scootaloo teased in an unamused way.
“Ok so we obviously don’t have enough money for a cab.” Apple Bloom said. “How about we take a bus?”
“There’s no bus in the city that’ll take us to even near the school district fast enough.” Cloudy said.
“Looks like we’re goin’ to have to hoof it.” Apple Bloom suggested.
“I know a shortcut to the school. Follow me.” Bubble instructed them. So they all began to run. The sun was really setting, and Sweetie Belle was getting kinda nervous.
“It’s almost dark! Why are we doing this?” she asked.
“Don’t worry, this shortcut will help.” Bubble said as they ran through an alleyway.
“Are you sure?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Sure I’m sure.” Bubble said as they continued running and zig-zagging through the alleyway corners. “I’ve taken this path many times!”
“I dunno, something seems awfully off about this alley.” Scootaloo said.
“Offly aw?” Cloudy asked.
“What?” Scootaloo asked.
“Nothing, I just confused myself.” Cloudy said. Just then, the five young ponies get ambushed by two familiar looking fillies. They all stopped running immediately like they hit a hand-break, and they all banged into eachother back to front. Bubble who was up front topples over onto the ground right in front of the two fillies.
“Well, well, well, who do we have here?” Wooden Bat asked mischievously.
“Oh no! Not these two again!” Scootaloo facehooves herself.
“Yes, these two again!” Brace Lends said mischievously.
“What do you want, Wooden Bat?” Bubble asked angrily. “We have a minor emergency right now.”
“Well if you wish to come through, then you have to pay the toll.” Wooden Bat said as she flicked a bit into the air and onto her hoof.
“We’ve paid you enough, Wooden Bat! Let us through!” Cloudy demanded.
“Oooooh, I’m so scared!” Wooden Bat teased. “Whatever shall we do? A bunch of weakling little ponies think they can best us!”
“Not to mention two of them are a bunch of blank flanks!” Brace Lends added.
“Where’s your friend Babs, huh?” Wooden Bat asked in a squeaky voice. “Where’s the former blank flank? Did she leave you alone? Oh boo hoo!”
Bubble started to get teary eyed, but Cloudy stood up to them. “We’re going to get her back!”
“Why bother? She’s gone! Get used to it!” Wooden Bat said. “Nopony wants to be friends with a bunch of blank flanks like yourselves!” Cloudy then started to feel sad.
“HEY!” Apple Bloom yelled angrily. “We have our cutie marks, and we’re friends with them!”
“Yeah! Just because they don’t have their cutie marks yet doesn’t mean they’re not better than you!” Scootaloo yelled angrily.
“Just wait until they find out what their destinies truly are!” Sweetie Belle yelled. “You’re just jealous because your destinies are already here and you don’t even like them!”
“What does that hoofball bat mean anyway?” Scootaloo asked. “Hoofball? Why don’t we see you playing on a professional hoof ball team?”
“And those spike balls?” Apple Bloom asked. “Are you good at jewelry? Ah can see by the amount of piercings you are. How about you two stop bullyin’ other ponies, and go on and make yourselves successful in what you already have?”
“SUHT UP!” Wooden Bat yelled. “We know what we’re good at! You don’t know us!”
“Besides, who would want punk ponies like us to make jewelry for them?” Brace asked.
“Or go on a professional hoofball team?” Wooden asked. “We’re hoodlums, and that’s all we’ll always be! NOW GIVE US YOUR MONEY OR WE’LL POUND YA!”
“We don’t have any money.” Apple Bloom said with courage. “Now if you want to pound us, go ahead.”
“We’re not afraid of you!” Scootaloo said.
“I am!” Sweetie Belle said fearfully.
“But think about it, what can you accomplish by poundin’ us?” Apple Bloom asked.
“To gain the satisfaction that we’re better than you!” Wooden said angrily.
“Say your last words, Cutie Mark Crybabies!” Brace said angrily.
The CMCs all held eachother for comfort on what they expect to happen next, but luckily for them, help came. Babs shows up with her B. Scissorhooves outfit on as she yells out, “HEY! That’s not the way you talk to MY FRIENDS!”
“Oh great, you again!” Wooden said in an annoyed tone.
“How smart of you come up to us instead of catching us offguard like last time.” Brace said sarcastically. “Now we know we can put you down!”
“You really think so?” Babs asked sarcastically.
“We know so!” Brace said.
“Are you sure you’re not being caught offguard right now?” Babs asked mischievously.
“What in Sombra’s name is she talking about?” Wooden asked. Just then, the CMCs all tackle the bullies. The bullies begin to yell out in confusion as the CMCs were punching them, biting them, and smashing them on the head with a trashbin. “AAAAH!” Wooden cried out. “You little blank flanks! You think you’ll get away with this?!”
“We just have one question for you.” Scootaloo said mischievously.
“And what might that be?” Wooden asked.
Scootaloo and Cloudy both nod at eachother as they tug their legs around their necks. “SAY UNCLE!” Scootaloo and Cloudy both yelled out. The bullies started to gasp and yell in pain until they eventually said it. They finally remove their grasps, and then the bullies stand up and begin to run away.
“THIS ISN’T OVER, CRUSADERS!” Wooden yelled. “We’ll get our revenge!”
“And we’ll be ready for you!” Bubble yelled out. “But just remember what our friends said – look into your destinies! It’s not too late for you!” And then they were finally out of reach.
“Is everypony ok?” Babs asked worriedly as she removes her masks.
“Babs…” Cloudy said angrily at her. “You really think you learned your lesson, huh?”
“Went all the way back to the wrestling match.” Bubble said angrily. “You thought you’d get away with it.”
“Uhh, what?” Babs asked.
“Well we have one thing to say to you, tough gal!” Cloudy said angrily. Just then, Bubble and Cloudy both hugged her, and he eventually says, “Thank you!”
“Yeah, Babs! Thank you!” Bubble said excitedly. “You came back for us!”
“Of course I came back for yous.” Babs said happily. “You’re my friends, and you always will be. I guess I just forgot about that for a while when I got too caught up on my destiny. My destiny shouldn’t keep me away from my friends. How can I have a hobby and an occupation, if there’s nopony to share it with?”
“We’re sorry too, Babs.” Cloudy said. “It was pretty selfish of us to keep saying we’re not interested in what you do.”
“We always support you, Babs, no matter what.” Bubble said.
“And I always support you too.” Babs said. “I just… I just thought now that I have a cutie mark… I wasn’t… you know… a part of the group anymore.”
“Are you kidding?” Bubble asked. “You’re ALWAYS welcomed into the Cutie Mark Crusaders! You’re the one who inspired us to become one!”
“If it weren’t for you, we’d be alone, getting bullied by Wooden Bat and Brace Lends all over again.” Cloudy said.
“So those were the bullies that bullied you about your blank flank, huh cuz?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Well… those were two of them.” Babs said as she blows on her hair.
“So there’s more?” Scootaloo asked. “How much more?”
Babs and her friends all looked at eachother and smiled. “You gals don’t wanna know.” She said as the three of them laughed.
The next night came, and all of the CMCs were at the wrestling ring watching The Masked Gluestick fighting off another wrestler, and she was beating him epically. The CMCs all cheered for her as she finally won the round. “WOO HOO!” Babs cried out. “GO MASKED GLUESTICK! YOU ROCK!”
“You were right all along, Babs! This sport ain’t half bad!” Bubble said.
“We should’ve given it a fair chance!” Cloudy said. “Even though it is fake.”
“Uhh, what did you say, Cloudy?” Babs asked in an insulted tone.
“Nothing.” Cloudy lied as he smiled embarrassingly. Babs glares at him.
“Well thanks for inviting us over after winning the tickets!” Bubble said.
“No problem!” Babs said. “And starting next week, I was thinking of having that movie night you wanted!”
“And it was so nice of Rarity to get us some extra tickets!” Sweetie Belle said excitedly.
“I’ll say!” Scootaloo agreed.
“Who knew Coco Pommel had connections to the wrestling community?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Well, who else made those fabulous outfits?” Rarity asked as she elbows Coco’s arm while standing next to her.
“I need to use the pot, sis.” Sunflower said as she stood up from her seat. As she walks out into the isle, she accidently bangs into another pony who had a ton of food.
“HEY WATCH IT!” the stallion yelled.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” Sunflower said worryingly.
Just then, the stallion smiled at her and said, “It’s no big deal. Accidents happen. At least… heh… I didn’t spill anything. Sunflower giggles and blushes.
“Well at least that should end the loud music.” Babs said.
“What can we say, cuz?” Apple Bloom asked as she puts her arm around her. “Our destinies are probably just around the corner.
“That’s right!” Babs said.
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS FOREVER!” all six of the crusaders cried out as they jumped into the air again and froze as they yelled it out. After a few seconds… well… it’s self explanatory.
“Ok I REALLY still don’t get how we’re doing this.” Scootaloo said.