It was a clear, warm day in Ponyville. Only a few clouds were seen scattered across the sky. Nearly everypony decided to embrace the inviting warmth of the sun on this day. Especially a certain orange filly with a purple mane, who was buzzing around on her scooter dodging every obstacle in her way, even dodging a few unsuspecting ponies as well. The filly was in an ecstatic mood today. Nothing could ruin the day for her. Why was she so happy? Today is her birthday. The only sad part about today was that her birth parents weren't around to celebrate with her. Scootaloo's birth parents died in a carriage accident when she was a foal. She missed her parents but always kept her emotional pain bottled up and covered up any signs of it by spending as much time with other ponies as possible.
Scootaloo was speeding all over Ponyville in an attempt to find her friends and fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders. First stop, Sweet Apple Acres. Scootaloo speeds through the entrance to the apple farm before skidding to a stop in front of a huge hulking red stallion known as Big Macintosh. The little filly steps off of her scooter and greets the stallion.
“Hiya Big Mac! Is Apple Bloom home?”
“Eenope. Went with Applejack to town ta sell some produce.”
“Oh. Okay. Thanks anyways!”
Scootaloo hops back onto her blue scooter and takes off toward town. After another twenty minutes of dodging obstacles and searching for her friend, the little Pegasus finally catches a glimpse of a red bow peeking out from the top of an apple cart. Scootaloo stops the scooter and trots over to the big wagon and smiles.
“Hey Apple Bloom!”
The little yellow and red filly pops her head out from behind the large pile of apples to greet the orange Pegasus with a friendly smile.
“Hi Scootaloo! What brings you here?”
“I just wanted to see if you wanted to come play! How ‘bout it?!” Scootaloo asks with a slight buzz from her wings.
“Oooh. Uh, sorry Scootaloo. Ah gotta help Applejack sell some apples t'day. We gotta raise a bunch of money to go shoppin' later on.”
“Oh. Uh, okay then. See ya later I guess.”
“Why dontcha see if Applejack will play with ya fer a while. Ah wanna try managin' this cart by myself.”
“Do you really think that's a good idea? Last I heard there's ponies running around town that still think you're psychotic because of how you did ‘business’ with them, if you could call it business.”
“It'll be fine. Go find Applejack and Ah'll take it from here.”
“Uh...okay then. See ya Apple Bloom.”
“Bye!”
Scootaloo once again gets on her scooter but propels herself forward slowly until she rounds the corner and sees the pony she was looking for walking out of a restaurant with a large bit bag. The little filly jumps off her scooter and waves to the farm pony.
“Hi Applejack!”
Applejack smiles and tips her hat toward the filly.
“Well howdy there Scootaloo. What brings ya around these parts on this fine day?”
“I'm bored. Looking for somepony to play with. So I came looking for you!”
“Sorry sugarcube. But Ah'm far too busy right now. Ah gotta sell dang near ev'ry apple in my cart t'day so Ah can take Apple Bloom shoppin' later on t'day. Wish Ah could. Maybe some other time.” Applejack says with a sympathetic smile.
“Oh...well okay...see ya later then...”
With a disappointed sigh, Scootaloo hops back on her scooter and rides further into town in search for her other fellow crusader in hopes for something to do.