//------------------------------// // Chapter Seven: A Midnight Reunion // Story: Memories: Another Time // by Wishes //------------------------------// Scootaloo groaned. She flipped her mane wildly. Dirt flew on the ground around her as her eyes shut tightly. All she could think about at the moment was how much those prickly thorns in the bushes had hurt her hooves and how surprised her friends would be when she walked out of the treehouse... "Scootaloo? What are you doing here?" The annoyed squeal was frightening. Who was there? Were they following her? Opening Scootaloo's eyes slowly and gently, she officially called her dramatic entrance a fail. Sure, she had reclaimed her easy memories from Twilight Sparkle, who let them stay awhile more (Scootaloo easily eavesdropping more on her friend's conversations with Twilight). It had hit her hard like a brick, but afterwards, as Twilight said, the dizziness and confusing pain went away. Just as she had confirmed what she had seen, Scootaloo knew it was midnight. She was late. "Um...hi..." The two mares standing next to each other in front of Scootaloo had stern expressions. They didn't look so happy and were obviously curious and surprised to what she was doing and why she was doing it. "Scootaloo!" Applebloom exclaimed angrily, "What's the meanin' of this?" "I'll explain. Now. Just...sit down, okay..." The three friends sat down on the wet grass. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle sat next to each other, Scootaloo sitting in front of them both. Scootaloo was worried--scared that her friends would not forgive her. It seemed.... "I was the one who sent you both the letter." Scootaloo blurted. "Aha! We knew it!" Applebloom grinned. "Ah...just...please...don't say anything until I am finished. Okay?" Scootaloo pleaded. They both nodded. "Okay," Scootaloo continued. ~~~~~ "...so, that's it. Comments?" Scootaloo asked. Scootaloo could not believe how calm she was explaining every detail of her adventure to the friends who might not forgive her for what she had done. She'd admit that she was worried. "Wow. Wow." Applebloom replied, shaking her head with confusion. Sweetie Belle smiled, nudging Applebloom (who smiled in response to her friend's nudge). "I think that you just made a mistake," Sweetie Belle commented sweetly, "I forgive you." She nudged Applebloom again. "Stop nudgin' me okay?" Applebloom sighed, then turned to Scootaloo, with a hopefully forgiving expression. "Ah forgive you." Applebloom smiled. It was a true one. Scootaloo felt tears form in her eyes. She smiled back, and soon she found her arms wrapped around her friend's bodies. "You're the bestest friends a pony could have..." "You too!" Sweetie Belle said, "And Applebloom!" "I love ya guys," Applebloom laughed. "And...um..." Scootaloo said, scooting a little away from her friends and looking up at the sky, "Do you think we could talk later? It's midnight..." "My place!" Sweetie Belle laughed, "Carousel Boutique, tomorrow! I'm sure Rarity wouldn't mind." "Sure!" Scootaloo giggled. "Me too," Applebloom replied, "Applejack says I can go and visit some ol' friends every once in a while!" "Just saying," Sweetie Belle smiled slyly, nudging Scootaloo, "Rarity's daughter isn't really known for being nice, by the way. And she's a big fan of the Wonderbolts. She'll go crazy...more than she already is." Applebloom laughed kindly. "Applejack's not married yet," Applebloom said, "But she's dating. It's not much, really. It's a nice, generous stallion named Winter Lion. Applejack says he's brave and daring, but also gentle and kind...and dreamy." They all laughed. "I'll be there," Scootaloo said. And with that, she flew off to the darkness, following the path lit up by the beautiful moonlight. She couldn't believe that it all went so well.