Because that's totally a good idea
"Hey, um, Scootaloo? I'm not so sure that this is a good idea." Sweetie Belle nervously looked over her shoulder, checking to see if anyone was watching. Of course, nobody was. Who else would be wandering around in a fiery inferno?
"Of course it's a good idea!" Scootaloo exclaimed. "Your fire protection spell is working great. There's nothing to worry about."
"I just don't understand. How exactly is this going to earn us our cutie marks?" Sweetie Belle yelped as her spell faltered slightly and she suffered minor burns on her hoof.
"Because it's awesome, and awesome things get you awesome cutie marks."
"Um, okay, but don't you want to wait for Apple Bloom?" Sweetie Belle was looking for any reason that might convince Scootaloo not to do this.
"Meh. She can go suck on an apple," Scootaloo declared.
Sweetie Belle was taken aback. "Well then."
"What? She should. She likes apples."
"Right, okay."
"Oh look, we're here!" Scootaloo announced.
"Um... where exactly is here?" Sweetie Belle asked. This area was exactly the same as the rest of the fiery inferno. Just as fiery and just as inferno-y.
"The most fiery part of the whole inferno, of course!" Scootaloo exclaimed. "It's absolutely perfect."
Sweetie Belle silently disagreed, but she went with it anyway. "Wow, yeah. Totally perfect."
"This is even better than I imagined!" Scootaloo squealed, setting her saddlebags on the ground, which Sweetie Belle had also helpfully fireproofed for her. "And we haven't even started yet!"
"Started what, exactly?" Sweetie Belle questioned. She'd been dragged into this with absolutely no knowledge of what she was getting herself in to.
"A dance party in a fiery inferno, of course!"
Sweetie Belle blinked. "Uh... could you repeat that, please?"
"A dance party in a fiery inferno," Scootaloo repeated. Sweetie Belle groaned. Unfortunately, she had been hearing that correctly.
"Like I said before, I'm not so sure that this is a good idea." Something in the distance exploded.
"What? But you just said this place was perfect. Unless... you were lying?" Scootaloo accused. If looks could kill, Sweetie Belle would be extremely dead right now. Or would she? Sweetie Belle wasn't entirely sure if you could be a certain level of dead. Dead was dead, after all. You couldn't be slightly dead or extremely dead, just dead.
"No, I wasn't!" Sweetie Belle said quickly. Ugh, there was no way of getting out of this situation. She changed the subject before Scootaloo could respond. "What's in the bags?"
Sweetie Belle shrugged. "Oh, I forget."
"...you forget."
"Yeah, but I have them right here. All I have to do is look inside them. Sheesh, no need to give me that look." Scootaloo rolled her eyes and flipped the bag over, pouring the - also fireproof - contents onto the ground.
"Uh, a few doughnuts, a Rainbow Dash plushie, a box of tissues, and my CD player. Oh, and a CD. Duh."
Sweetie Belle raised an eyebrow. "Uh, why a plushie?"
"So that I can dance with Rainbow Dash, of course," Scootaloo explained. "I don't think the real Rainbow Dash would approve of this, so this will have to do."
Sweetie Belle sighed and put a hoof to her forehead. "As weird as that is, I guess it makes sense." A few strands of her mane caught fire, so she pawed at it with her hoof until the flame went out. "Do you think we could hurry this up a bit? The spell I cast earlier isn't that good of a spell to begin with, and with an amateur casting it, well... not good."
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Scootaloo agreed. "Can you put the thing in the thing?"
"What?"
"You know, in the CD player," Scootaloo said, annoyed.
"Yeah, sure." Sweetie Belle then proceeded to stuff a doughnut into the CD player.
"That's not a CD!" Scootaloo yelled.
"What? But it's a Coffee Doughnut! CD!"
"Just... wow, Sweetie Belle. You know what? I'll do it myself," Scootaloo grumbled.
"Sorry," Sweetie Belle said sheepishly, blushing as Scootaloo angrily dug out bits of doughnut from the electronic device.
She inserted the CD into the player and closed the lid. Heavy metal started blaring from the device.
"WHY IS IT SO LOUD?" Sweetie Belle screaming over the music. Scootaloo didn't hear her. She grabbed her Rainbow Dash plushie and walked into the inferno.
Sweetie Belle expected her friend to set on fire, but to her surprise, she was fine. Scootaloo danced majestically to to the left, then to the right. She twirled, holding her rainbow dash plushie in the air. She jumped, and landed on one hoof. The CD player continued to emit heavy metal that had nothing to do with her dancing style.
Sweetie Belle was proud o herself for casting a spell strong enough to keep her friend safe. But slowly she felt the power drain from her horn as her magic energy was being used up. The spell wouldn't last much longer.
"SCOOTALOO! YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF THERE!"
"WHAT? YOU HAVE TO GROOM MY HAIR!?"
"NO! YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THE INFERNO!"
"I HAVE TO LEAVE THE INFERNO?"
"YES!"
"BUT THIS IS THE MOMENT WHEN I HEAR YOU WRONG TO ADD COMEDIC EFFECT WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY ADDING SUSPENSE TO THE STORY!"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
"I DUNNO!"
"JUST GET OUTTA THERE, SCOOTALOO!"
"OK!"
Scootaloo took a step to the right, into an even more fiery part of the inferno.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Sweetie Belle screamed.
"I got out of that area, didn't I?" Scootaloo snapped. "Stop being so pushy. You're not my mother."
"I... I... ugh!!" Sweetie Belle grabbed. She marched over to Scootaloo, grabbed her tail in her teeth, and dragged the kicking pegasus out of the fire.
And into a volcano.
Oops.