The Odd Case of Scooty Wiseau
“What’s our latest plan, then?” Scootaloo asked as she witness the other Cutie Mark Crusaders set up a odd-looking machine. “And just where did you get that machine??” Apple Bloom looked up with a grin.
“Well, this here thing is a electricity machine we borrowed from Twilight!” She announced proudly. “Lightning hit this rod up there, and the charge goes down the rod and into this... uh, round thing-”
“A generator!” Corrected Sweetie Belle.
“Thank ya,” Apple Bloom replied, “Anyway, the electricity spins this here reactor up to a point where the green light flicks on,” pointing to two lights next to the generator, one red and one green, and next to the red light was a finely carved crystal with wires leading to a small fan, “and then the crystal channels the energy into this fan, making it work!” Apple Bloom finished triumphantly. Scootaloo looked with a confused look.
“So, we’re getting our cutie marks in what? Engineering or science or what?” Apple Bloom shook her head sweetly.
“Don’t know, but at least this is the coolest way anyone can get their cutie marks!“
A smile came across Scootaloo’s face. Suddenly she jumped up,
“YEAH! It’s FOOLPROOF!” She shouted with glee, “Now all we have to do is wait for a lightning bolt to strike this thing, which shouldn’t be very long!” All three Cutie Mark Crusaders sat together in front of the machine.
Hours past and they still sat there. Not a single cloud had been seen so far. While Apple Bloom and Sweetie were half asleep, Scootaloo was still sitting straight up as he had that afternoon.
“Aren’t ya feeling tired?” Apple Bloom yawned, Scootaloo darted her a sharp, quick look
“Heck no! We came up with this idea, we stick to it to the end!” She ordered, quickly sitting straight up heroically, as if expecting clouds to magically appear at her command. She ignored her eye twitching, she refused to deny it, but she was getting tired. Apple Bloom got up.
“Ah, let’s go home.” She turned around, eyeing Sweetie Belle.
“Yeah, you’re right.” Sweetie Belle sighed. “This is so boring!” She started to get up when Scootaloo shouted,
“Are you guys leaving already?!!” Her mouth was wide open. Apple Bloom shook her head.
“Yeah, sorry.”
“We can’t stay up all night, and the clouds won’t be coming any time soon.” Sweetie Belle added as the two walked away. Scootaloo’s anger filled her as she saw her loyal friends walk away.
“Fine! If any of you aren’t gonna get your Cutie Marks together, then I might as well get one, ALONE!” She shouted as her friends walked away from her and the machine. Apple Bloom turned her head around, still looking down.
“We’re sorry, Scoots.” She said quietly. She turned her head around and joined Sweetie Belle as they walked away. Scootaloo sat by the machine stubbornly, surely this is what Rainbow Dash would have done to get her Cutie Mark, instead of taking off like those... losers Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle did.
She sat there into the cool summer night, if Rainbow Dash is capable of waiting this long, then I’m capable of waiting this long for thunderclouds to create the lightning necessary for the machine to work. Wait, that’s it! Maybe she could get Rainbow Dash over here and change the weather so it was a thunderstorm, thus making lighting! She sprung up, declaring,
“This plan of mine is absolutely-!”
She was interrupted by a sudden boom of thunder. She turned around, huge clouds were gathering and heading at her direction. “Perfect.” She finished.
It didn’t take long for the storm to become directly above her. She felt the rain pelting down on her fur, and the harsh wind blowing against her body. She didn’t care, Rainbow Dash endured worse storms than this, surely she can do the same.
Suddenly a blinding flash took her. For a moment Scootaloo felt that she had been struck by lightning, but when she recovered a few seconds later, she realized that the lightning had struck the rod on the machine! The reactor was spinning to greater and greater frequency and the red light was glowing brightly. Almost too brightly, Scootaloo thought for a moment, but by the time the green light went on, she had driven that thought out of her head.
“This is it...” She whispered, glaring at the crystal. Electric bolts were coming out of the crystal, zapping alongside the machine. Curiosity got the best of Scootaloo as she leaned closer to the crystal. The sparks struck her hoof, stunning her, and a bright light filled her eyes, like water filling a bowl. Her muscles spasmed uncontrollably, and she felt herself being, for lack of better words, pulled from her own body. Suddenly, something happened, most likely another bolt of lightning hit the rod. Then consciousness faded from her.
The next morning Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle walked to the area where the machine was, hoping to see Scootaloo asleep by the machine, and they could apologize to her. They were both shocked to see Scootaloo, lying unconscious on her back, with the machine all broken.
“What happened?!” Sweetie Belle gasped. “Scootaloo, wake up!” She poked against the side of her friend, she didn’t respond.
“Look!” Apple Bloom exclaimed, “The crystal, it... exploded!” She was right, where the crystal used to be was a small hole, and pieces of crystal were everywhere.
“She isn’t waking!” Sweetie Belle shouted, now panicking.
“Oh, my! I’ll git my sister!” Apple Bloom shouted as she ran towards Sweet Acres Farm.
It didn’t take long for Applejack to come over to the area, and for Scootaloo to be taken to the hospital.
She lay there for three days, and everyday the two fillies were by their best friend, the third Cutie Mark Crusader, with high hopes that Scootaloo would recover soon, but it was the fourth day, and she had still haven’t woken up. Their hopes were sinking by now, for them she could be already dead.
“Scoots, if you can hear me,” Apple Bloom whispered, “I just wanted to tell ya, I’m sorry for leaving ya.” A tear formed in her eye. “I’m so sorry.” Both her and Sweetie Belle leaned closer to their friend.
“Wake up, Scootaloo, please... Wake Up!” Sweetie Belle shouted, the pain of her best friend’s demise started to overwhelm her, it was a few seconds for her to break down into sobs. Apple Bloom looked at her friend.
“Let’s go home.” She let herself down and walked to the door, where Applejack and Rarity were waiting, her head facing the floor.
Then, something happened, Scootaloo’s eye opened. I wasn’t much, but it was enough for Sweetie Belle to noticed. A sudden urge of joy took her as a moan came out of Scootaloo.
“APPLE BLOOM! COME HERE, QUICKLY!” She screamed.
“What the hey is it, Sweetie Belle?” Apple Bloom replied.
“She’s- she’s waking!” Sweetie Belle yelled, almost unable to speak she was so overjoyed. Apple Bloom walked towards Scootaloo, doubting this fact. She too became overjoyed when she saw that Sweetie Belle was right. As Scootaloo came back into consciousness, the two fillies leaped onto Scootaloo, giving her a giant hug.
“SCOOTALOO! You’re back!” They cheered with joy, but something was kind of off. Scootaloo wasn’t hugging them back, embracing her best friends. Then she opened her mouth, and said in the oddest voice they’ve ever heard. It was a little more masculine and pretty slurred, like a drunken colt.
“Wh-what goin-on here?” The two fillies stopped hugging her and looked at Scootaloo with shocked looks.
“Wha-Scootaloo, don’t ya recognize me?” Apple Bloom replied, confused. It was already hard to tell what Scootaloo was feeling, because her face had no expression.
“Nah.” Scootaloo replied, with no expression in her odd voice. “W-where ammai?”
“Don’t ya remember?” Apple Bloom asked, now clearly confounded by this situation. At the same time, Sweetie Belle had obtained her sister’s mirror.
“Excuse me, Sweetie Belle, but what exactly are you doing?” Rarity asked anxiously.
“I’m going to show Scootaloo her reflection, maybe that way her memories will come back.” Sweetie Bell replied
“Now i’m warning you, be extremely, extremely, extremely careful with that, you know my mirror costed-”
“Blah blah blah, don’t worry. You’ll get it back.” Sweetie Belle shot back.
“Excuse me, Sweetie Belle!” Rarity replied, shocked by her sister’s ignorance. Sweetie Belle held the mirror in front of Scootaloo. To the fillies surprise, Scootaloo smiled odd and laughed in that same funny voice.
“Heh, ha ha ha ha, look at me. I look lyk ah haorsey. Ha ha ha.”
Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked at Scootaloo with confusion.
“Uhhh, I don’t know of any ‘horse,’ but, you’re a pony, Scootaloo.” Apple Bloom answered. Scootaloo was about to speak when a voice came into the room.
“Excuse me, I believe that the patient needs rest.” Nurse Redheart declared as she walked into the room. Sweetie Belle lost hold of the mirror, and it dropped onto Scootaloo. Rarity’s eyes widened with shock for her precious mirror. It didn’t break, thankfully, but that didn’t stop Rarity from giving her sister a stern lecture about never holding her things again as they left the hospital room, of which Sweetie Belle obviously ignored. Apple Bloom, however, was quiet enough to hear Scootaloo say something like,
“Wha-what aru doing?” To which Nurse Redheart replied,
“Please, Scootaloo, you need rest.”
“Ah, pleash doncall meh dat. Mah names...”
“Come on, sugarcube.” Applejack nudged her sister, “We need to be at Sweet Apple Acres for some Apple Buckin’.”
“But what about my friend?” Apple Bloom replied,
“Don’t worry. You’ll see her tomorrow at school.”
“Really?”
“Yep. There’s a big chance that Scootaloo would be out of ‘ere by t’morrow!”
“Yeah!” Apple Bloom cheered as they walked out of the hospital.
The next day, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle went to school with high expectations. However, upon arrival, they saw that Scootaloo’s seat was empty. Their hearts sank with worry and confusion. Scootaloo seemed OK yesterday, Apple Bloom thought, what could have happened to her. However, their fears were put to rest by Cheerilee’s cheerful tone,
“Alright, class, today is a very important day. For today, one of our students is returning from the hospital. So now, let’s give a big, warm, welcome back to Scootaloo!” Cheerilee finally declared, pointing to the door. A few long seconds later the door opened, an orange hoof stepped out of the door. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle’s hearts jumped. Our best friend survived, and she’ll be right as rain! Or so they thought. When Scootaloo walked into the school, she looked at the teacher and said, in that same odd voice as yesterday,
“Hai bayb.” All the students expressions of joy suddenly turned into confused looks, even the teacher couldn’t resist her confusion taking the best of her.
“Uh, welcome back, Scootaloo-” Cheerilee began, when Scootaloo interrupted,
“I’ve sumthing for u.” Scootaloo reached into her backpack and took out a square box, wrapped in black polka dots with a red ribbon on top. Cheerilee felt both awkward and pleasantly surprised by Scootaloo’s gift.
“O... Kay...” She managed to speak out as she started to open the present. When she opened the box, she took out a long, red dress. “Oh, that’s a... really nice gift you gave me, but. I’ll have to decline.”
“Why, teechar?” Asked Scootaloo.
“Well, just because you’re a filly, and I’m a fully grown mare-” Cheerilie began.
“Haha Im notah fillay, u kno dhat.” Scootaloo replied. Suddenly Diamond Tiara stood up, raising her hoof.
“Yes, Diamond Tiara?” Cheerilee replied. Diamond Tiara stood up excitedly.
“Can I have that dress?” Diamond Tiara asked, giving both the teacher and her student sweet looks.
“Shur, itz urz.” Scootaloo replied.
“After school’s over for today.” Cheerilee added. Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell’s mouths dropped to the ground. Did Scootaloo just say yes to Diamond Tiara, their biggest tormentor?
“We’ve got to talk to Scootaloo immediately after school.” Sweetie Bell whispered to her friend’s ear.
“Ya can say that again.” Apple Bloom replied.
The bell rung, signifying that school was over. Outside the schoolhouse Sweetie Bell met up with Apple Bloom, without Scootaloo.
“Uh, Apple Bloom,” Reminded Sweetie Belle. “you said that you would bring-”
“She’s having a talk with the teacher.” Sweetie Bell gave a shocked look.
“Is she in trouble?” Apple Bloom asked. Sweetie Bell shook her head,
“I-I don’t really know. W-we should check.” The two peaked their heads into a window, where they saw Scootaloo facing Cheerilee. Their conversation, from what the two fillies could hear in the window went like this:
“Scootaloo, there has been an issue that has been bothering me today,” Cheerilee began, “and that before the accident, you were... for lack of a better word, different than was shown through your behavior today.”
“Well, how so, hauh?” Scootaloo answered, Cheerilee tried to be as polite as possible despite Scootaloo’s... weirdness.
“Well, for one thing, on your paper today, you have written your name as...” Cheerilee looked at the paper, trying to read Scootaloo’s poor mouth writing. “Tommy... Wis... sow? ...seau?”
“Yeuh, dats mai name, ha ha ha.” Scootaloo replied. Cheerilee looked at Scootaloo with both a perplexed and worried look.
“I think the weekend will help you recover. You can go now.” Cheerilee finished. Scootaloo finally got up and walked away.
“Thanksalot, bai.” Scootaloo replied without looking at her teacher.
“See... you Monday!” Cheerilee replied. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell ran to the door to meet Scootaloo. To their surprise, Scootaloo was extremely receptive towards them, she sped up towards them.
“Oh, hai, Aupple and Sweetay!” She declared, embracing the two fillies in her arms. Their hearts filled with joy, for even though she was clearly not herself, she still knew that they were her best friends.
“Ohhh, Scootaloo...” Sweetie Belle murmured through her tears of happiness.s
“Bai.” Scootaloo’s embrace came to an abrupt end and she set herself down and started to walk away, without looking back.
“Well... that was weird.” Sweetie Bell was the first to speak. Apple Bloom looked at her friend.
“We gotta see Twilight about this.”
“You can say that again.” Sweetie Bell agreed with Apple Bloom’s statement.
On the way to Twilight’s, they noticed Scootaloo with Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara. Diamond Tiara was wearing the red dress ment for Cheerilee, so it was pretty big for a filly like her. Scootaloo commented on the dress,
“Wow, u luk so sexie, Dymund.” The passing Cutie Mark Crusaders didn’t know whether that was a compliment or an insult, so they kept walking on. Upon finally reaching Twilight’s house, they proceeded to enter her door, when suddenly, Apple Bloom’s face slammed against an invisible wall. They both remembered what’s going on, Twilight had put up a force field around her house, just like the ‘Gabby Gums’ incident.
“Oh, come on, Twilight!” Shouted Sweetie Belle, “Can’t you forgive us over your machine?” Just then Spike the dragon came out of the door.
“S-sorry girls, but Twilight put a lot of effort into making that machine you borrowed, and it being broken drives her, well... mad.” Spike exclaimed as calmly as an apprentice would after dealing with his raging brainiac master all day.
“But we really need her help, Scootaloo has been acting strangely!” Apple Bloom protested. Spike tapped his fingers nervously,
“Uhh... I’ll inform Twilight, and *with luck* she’ll check Scootaloo out, BYE!” Spike shut the door behind him quickly.
“O... Kay...” Apple Bloom finally broke the silence. “Well, see ya tomorrow, Sweetie Belle!”
“Right, see you.” Sweetie Belle replied. Both the fillies knew they had to go back home after such a weird day.
Two days later at Sweet Apple Acres, the Apple family was having a breakfast of apple pie, when a frantic knocking was heard on the door. Naturally, Applejack was the one to answer the door.
“Wha- Twilight, what the hay are ya doin’ here so early in the morning?” Applejack asked the visitor at the door.
“Excuse me, Applejack, but I really, really need to speak with Apple Bloom.” Twilight answered impatiently. Applejack thought for a moment.
“Uh... alright.” She turned her head towards the kitchen, “Apple Bloom, git over here!”
Apple Bloom trotted over; noticing Twilight, her eyes widened.
“Oh, hey, Twilight! You got Spike’s message?” Suddenly Twilight wrapped her hoof over Apple Bloom.
“We gotta go, bye!” She exclaimed quickly before disappearing in a flash of magic.
After getting Sweetie Belle from Rarity’s in a similar situation, Twilight teleported herself and two fillies to the CMC headquarters.
“I have seen your friend’s behavior, and it puzzles even me!” Twilight spoke.
“Really, you have-” Apple Bloom began before she stopped, “uh... wait,”
“How exactly did you see Scootaloo so early in the morning?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Great question!” Twilight replied, “You see, I have cast a spell which allowed me to follow anypony I want without even being there!” The two fillies looked at Twilight with looks of big confusion. Twilight sighed,
“Complicated stuff, I know. Anyways, I have preserved a memory of Scootaloo in Sugarcube Corner, I can bring it up now.” She then proceeded to take vial full of purplish liquid and poured it out. It didn’t hit the ground though, instead it floated in midair, magic from Twilight’s horn formed it into a square shape. A blurry image formed inside the shape, soon crystallizing into the interior of Sugarcube Corner. The fillies could almost smell the baking cupcakes coming from the bakery. A orange filly pegasus with unmade purple hair came walking through the door, wearing what looked like Rainbow Dash’s sunglasses.
“Hai.” Scootaloo said, still with that weird voice.
“Oh, hello,” Ms. Cake replied, before she could say another word, Scootaloo interrupted her,
“Yeah, caneye havah duzen red rose copcayks, pleas?” Lifting the sunglasses to her forehead. Ms. Cake’s eyes stared at Scootaloo.
“Uhh, hi, Scootaloo, I didn’t know it was you...” She began before straightening herself off before her customer and bringing her a box full of green colored cupcakes with bright red icing shaped like a rose. “Here you go.”
“Dat’s mee.” Scootaloo replied. Literally less than half a second before Ms. Cake set the box down Scootaloo began, “How mauch issit?”
“That’ll be 18 bi-.” Ms. Cake began, but Scootaloo was unusually quick, responding,
“Hereyu go, keep tuh change.” Suddenly Pinkie Pie appeared, growling at Scootaloo.
“Pinkie, Scootaloo asked for these cupcakes-” Ms. Cake stopped herself when she saw Scootaloo patting Pinkie’s head.
“Hai doggie.” She said as Pinkie whined like a dog, embracing Scootaloo. Scootaloo then turned around.
“You’re our favorite customer!” Exclaimed Pinkie.
“Thanksalot, bai.” Scootaloo replied, not looking back.
“Uh, bye-bye.” Ms. Cake replied.
The memory started blurring away and shrank into its liquid form, before returning to the vial. Twilight was the one to break the silence,
“So... you apparently are right, Scootaloo is acting strangely. I looked at Scootaloo’s school papers, and it was clear that she is quite literally not herself!”
“Wh- what do you mean?” Apple Bloom asked.
“I mean that Scootaloo’s brain is most certainly possessed by someone not of this world!” The two fillies looked at Twilight with shocked looks. Twilight continued, “Now tell me, when did this behavior start?”
“Well... we first noticed that her voice was all weird right after she woke up in the hospital after that accident.” Apple Bloom answered.
“Right after the accident...” Twilight wrote on a piece of paper, “Hmmm... that night I noticed a tower of lighting coming from just near Sweet Apple Acres which seemed to have originated from outer space, believe it or not. Did any of you girls notice that?”
“Uh... no.” Sweetie Belle replied.
“Of course, because it so happens that you live with Rarity and thus would not be in the vicinity of the storm.” Twilight affirmed, she turned to Apple Bloom, “How about you, surely you would have noticed something, right?” She interrogated. Apple Bloom tried to remember that night after she and Scootaloo had their row. Once she reached home that night, she had dinner and went to bed with her family, and that was basically it. No, there was some rough weather that night, and she had a hard time sleeping because of it.
“Uhhh.... there was... a... storm that night, and I... think there was only one lighting strike, I think.” She finally answered.
“Aha! That’s it!” Twilight exclaimed suddenly, hopping in the air . “Now, all I have to do is speak with Rainbow Dash, and then I’ll know what is wrong with your friend! Bye!” And as quickly as she came up with her conclusion, she disappeared in a flash of magic.
The two fillies sat there, their confusion was now just too much for them to handle.
“Uhhhh... Is Twilight... okay?” Apple Bloom broke the silence. Sweetie Belle shrugged,
“Uh, I don’t know, but hopefully she will find a way to solve-” She was interrupted by the Clubhouse door opening, it was Scootaloo. She carried a water bottle on her back.
“I did nut hit her, its nat true, its boulchit,” She spoke, with almost no emotion in her weird voice, walking into the clubhouse “I did nat hit her, I did nauht.” She threw the water bottle onto the floor before noticing the two wide eyed fillies. “Oh hai Aypple and Sweetee.” She responded.
“Uhhhhhh....” Apple Bloom started, “Hell.... lo, Scootaloo.... how are... ya doin’?”
“I havuh problem wit Dymund Tiarah, she says that ai hit her.” Scootaloo replied. The two fillies’ hearts stopped, Scootaloo actually hit Diamond Tiara? If that was true, then The Cutie Mark Crusaders were in big trouble now.
“WHAT?! You didn’t-??!” Sweetie Belle stuttered from shock.
“No, it’s nut true, don’ even assk!” Scootaloo replied, sitting down next to the two fillies. Apple Bloom shook her head,
“Ya know what, we need some time off.” She got up, Sweetie Belle followed.
“Dooyu have any secrats frumee?” Asked Scootaloo,
“Nope, just tired.” Apple Bloom replied, but Scootaloo continued,
“Dooyu, dooyu have any-?”
“The answer is NO, WE’RE JUST TIRED, OKAY?!” Shouted Apple Bloom.
“Alright, bai.” Scootaloo said, almost not taking the fact that her best friend yelled right in her face.
The two fillies walked a short distance from the clubhouse, Sweetie Belle noticed Apple Bloom’s eyes were welling up with tears, clearly trying not to cry.
“Um, Apple Bloom,” Sweetie Belle asked, “Are you allright?” Apple Bloom collapsed down onto the ground.
“NO!!” She yelled, finally breaking down in tears. “First we learn from Twilight that our friend may never be here again, and now we learn that we will be in big trouble tomorrow!!” Sweetie Belle put her hoof over her friend.
“Don’t worry, it could’ve been worse,” She comforted, “at least Scootaloo is here, in body, and since Diamond Tiara is the school bully among most of our classmates, so there’s not a very big chance the students, let only Ms. Cheerilee, would believe a word she says!”
After a while, Apple Bloom’s sobbing recovered, she looked at Sweetie.
“Well,” She paused to rub her nose, sniffling, “The only thing we can do is wait for tomorrow, and see what happens.” Sweetie Belle nodded with agreement. Apple Bloom got up. “Well, see ya tomorrow.” The two fillies waved each other off, and left for their houses to recover from another weird day.
The next morning the two fillies walked in nervously, worried that they have been reported by Diamond Tiara, but once they entered, it was clear by Ms. Cheerilee's pleasant looks that she knew nothing of what may have happened between Diamond Tiara and Scootaloo. They saw Scootaloo, sitting next to Diamond Tiara, and she had not a hint of a fight from the day earlier, not even a tiny scratch. Diamond Tiara clearly is lying, and Scootaloo was obviously right!
The two fillies watch Scootaloo throughout the school day, and she make a sound. Also, Diamond Tiara didn’t even mention of anyone hitting her. Then, during recess, Scootaloo trotted towards Diamond Tiara.
“I nevur hitchu.” She said softly.
“So?” Asked Diamond Tiara.
“So dooyu have anny secruts from meeh?”
“I absolutely do not have any secrets, rich fillies have no secrets, got it?”
“T-haha, u maust be kidding, aren’tchu?”
“I don’t want to talk right now, so I’m ordering you, leave me alone until tonight! Hmph!” She stormed out, with her nose up in the air; Scootaloo suddenly got up in front of Diamond Tiara.
“How dareyu talk to me lyke dhat!” She exclaimed, lightly pushing Diamond Tiara, who fell onto the ground. “U shudn’t be keeping any secrets frumee, u shuld tell me everything.” Diamond Tiara looked up at Scootaloo with a shocked expression.
“I- I- I don’t want to talk right now.” Diamond Tiara muttered quietly. Scootaloo got down to her level.
“Whai Dymund, whai Dymund, please talk tu me, PLEEASE!” Scootaloo whined, “Yur partuv mai lyfe, yur everything, I cannot go on witdowt u, Dymund.” Scootaloo droned. Despite the fact that Scootaloo didn’t sound the least bit angry, a crowd of little ponies had gathered around Scootaloo and a panting Diamond Tiara. Ms. Cheerilee was arriving at the scene.
“What’s going on?” She asked loudly. Diamond looked at Cheerilee with a frightened look.
“Scootaloo’s scaring me.” She got up onto her hooves, and started trotting towards Cheerilee. Scootaloo came in front of her, and pointed her hoof at her chest.
“Yur lying, I nearly hitchu,” Scootaloo replied, her voice raising. Then suddenly she got up and her hind legs, and raised her front hooves to the sky, and yelled,
“YAR TEARIN MEYAPARHT, DYEMOUND TIARAH!”
All the students, and the teacher, stood around in awkward silence.
“Wh- why are you being so hysterical!” Diamond Tiara finally broke the silence, getting on her hooves again and glaring at Scootaloo eyes. Scootaloo lightly pushed onto the ground again.
“Dooya unnerstand lyfe?” She got onto her level. “Dooyu?” The silence of the students, including Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, continued to overwhelm the surrounding area. Diamond Tiara got up and walked away without saying another word.
“Uh, Diamond Tiara, are you allright?” Cheerilee asked, Diamond Tiara didn’t answer her, but instead looked back at Scootaloo.
“Don’t worry, everything will be fine...” She said, glaring with a sly smile.
“U dryve mee crazey.” Scootaloo replied, as Diamond Tiara walked away with her other friend, Silver Spoon. “I luv yu Diamund.”
Walking away from school, both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had just enough of this whole situation with Scootaloo. Now her new voice had turned from weird to annoying.
“Ya know, Sweetie Belle, I’m starting to wish that we’ve never thought up that plan.” Apple Bloom complained. Sweetie Belle nodded,
“I totally agree with you, if it weren’t for that darn machine, we wouldn’t be in this pickle!” Apple Bloom’s head lowered towards the ground. “What is it, Apple Bloom?”
“I think...” Apple Bloom began, “that we may had a big part to play in this situation as well.” Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened.
“How so?” She asked, “I mean, it was Scootaloo’s idea all along.”
“Well...” Apple Bloom began, before she was interrupted by a bright flash of light. It was Twilight.
“Hi girls, I’ve finally figured out how to bring your friend back!” She declared. The two fillies looked at Twilight.
“Really?” Asked Sweetie Belle without any emotion.
“Yes I have! it’s very, very simple:” Twilight began, clearing her throat. “I, through some effort, have rebuilt the machine which was broken, and I will be bringing it to the same spot where you fillies had it, and I had convinced Rainbow Dash to conjure up an interdimensional lightning bolt, with some help from me.” The two filles looked in astonishment.
“A interdimon-dimensh...dimenshinablablabla, what?” Sweetie Belle asked, trying to pronounce it correctly.
“Oh, how rude of me, allow me to explain,” Twilight started, “Apparently what happened with Scootaloo is this rare phenomenon in which two universes are connected in a split second, which anchors itself on two people on each universe and somehow switches their minds. In other words, this Tommy Wiseau’s persona is now in Scootaloo, and now Scootaloo’s personality is inside this Tommy Wiseau in some other universe, but, there is good news. With luck, an artificial lighting bolt can switch the Tommy Wiseau persona back into his original body, and Scootaloo back into hers, if only there were an easy way to retrieve her.” She finished.
“Uhh...” Apple Bloom piped up, “How are we going to get Scootaloo?”
“Ha, simple,” Twilight replied, “We just ask Pinkie Pie to set up a party tomorrow!”
“Did someone say... a PARTY??” Squeaked a familiar voice as Pinkie Pie appeared out of nowhere.
“Yes, Pinkie, a party tomorrow evening.” Twilight turned to Pinkie, whose enthusiasm faded out a little. “For Scootaloo.”
“Okey Dokey Lokey!” Pinkie replied eagerly. “I’ll have it prepared before you can say the theme of the party: Scootaloo is-!”
“One minor note Pinkie,” Twilight interrupted. Pinkie was struggling to hold herself, she was so excited. “Scootaloo won’t exactly respond to her usual name, for now she likes to be called ‘Tommy Wiseau’, complicated stuff.” Pinkie suddenly stopped hopping around and looked at Twilight with some confusion.
“Tommy.. Wiss... sauw? That’s a pretty weird name for anyone...” She replied in a pondering manner, before suddenly changing back to her usual self, “Okey Dokey, bye!” Pinkie zipped away out of sight. Apple Bloom was the first to respond,
“One more thing?”
“Yes?”
“So how are we going to convince Scootaloo, uh, I mean Tommy Wiss-sow to come to ta party?” Twilight laughed out loud,
“Oh, that’ll be easy! Just send her a card at school tomorrow! Bye!” Twilight vanished in a flash of magic. The two fillies just stood there.
“Uh... who’s going to write the card?” Asked Apple Bloom. Sweetie Belle shook her head,
“Looks like it’s going to be me.” Sweetie Belle walked towards the Carousel Boutique, her head facing down. “Bye, Apple Bloom.”
“See you tomorrow, Sweetie Belle.” Apple Bloom replied.
The next day, school was pretty uneventful. Recess came, and the two came up to Scootaloo, who was trotting with a football under her wing. Her purple mane had become more haggard than it was before. Apple Bloom was the first to speak
“Ummm.... How.... dy, Scoota- I mean, Tommy Wiss-sow?” Scootaloo turned
“Oh hai, Auppal Bloum, what’s new?” The two paused, they haven’t thought up a way to introduce the Party to Scootaloo before then.
“Umm...” Sweetie Belle began, “We were thinking... of telling you... that there’s a part-nah... we would like it if you came to Sugarcube Corner tonight. It’s... kind of a surprise.” Sweetie Belle gave Scootaloo a finely made card with mouth writing inside that said “Check Sugarcube Corner for ‘a surprise’.” Scootaloo nodded,
“Yeah, that grait, wanna play sum futball?” Scootaloo tossed the football at Apple Bloom, who caught it with her mouth.
“O... kay?” And thus the three fillies just stood there, just throwing the football at each other in an awkward game of catch which lasted until the end of recess.
After school was over that same day, Sweetie Belle met up with Apple Bloom at the Sweet Apple Acres stall.
“Apple Bloom?” She asked her friend. Apple Bloom wasn’t very thrilled to see her friend so soon before Scootaloo’s surprise.
“Not now, Sweetie Belle!” She whispered, “What if Scootaloo notices us?” But Sweetie Belle pressed on,
“How are we going to convince Scootaloo leave the party without anyone noticing?” Apple Bloom’s face scrunched at the question.
“What do ya mean?” She asked, confused by Sweetie Belle’s question.
“I mean, how are we going to get Scootaloo to go to the place where we had the Inta.. dimondsa-bla-bla-bla machine?” This question really caught Apple Bloom out of guard. She hadn’t thought how to lure Scootaloo, no, Tommy Wiz-zow or whatever his name was out of his own surprise party.
“Look, we’ll make up a plan at ta party, then she wouldn’t notice us-”
“There she is!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed quietly, interpreting Apple Bloom. “Quiet!”
It didn’t take long for Apple Bloom to notice Scootaloo among the crowd. She was wearing the same glasses she wore in Twilight’s flashback. She was walking around, just trotting around town, and nothing else. For some reason that was incredibly strange, stranger than anything Discord would have come up with. It may have been her being possessed by this strange guy from Celestia knows where, but it seemed that everything single thing Scootaloo did was strange. Neither fillies knew what to say now. All that ran through Apple Bloom’s mind was,
“See ya at the party, Sweetie.” Sweetie Belle nodded,
“Yeah, see you.”
Later that night, the two fillies were hiding at Sugarcube Corner, awaiting Scootaloo. Apple Bloom looked around, she couldn’t see a single pony in the darkness. Then the door opened, and Scootaloo trotted in, closing the door behind her. Then suddenly the lights went on and a large group of ponies, including Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, Lyra, Bon-Bon, and many others popped up (including unfortunately Diamond Tiara), letting out a loud “SURPRISE!!” If Scootaloo really was surprised, than she, or he did a great job of barely showing it. All she said was,
“Oh, wow. Tank yeuh. Ha, ha, ha.”
The party drove on and on into the night. When it began, Pinkie Pie was in charge of the party, and she had her usual stuff, her welcome wagon playing loudly and such, and now Scootaloo had replaced the joyful happy jig with a strange music which sounded like Vinyl Scratch operating a jackhammer. Everypony was talking to each other, socializing. It wasn’t surprising Pinkie Pie was getting bored out of her mind. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Out of nowhere she jumped up and screamed,
“Look, everypony, this is supposed to be a party! So for Pinkie’s sake, START! HAVING! FUN!” Everyone ignored her, except for Fluttershy, who was barely able to reply due to her being frightened by Pinkie’s outburst.
“Oh... uh... sorry, Pinkie. But... we are having fun just... talking, okay?” Fluttershy mumbled, and with that, Pinkie rolled her eyes with such force that she fell over onto her back, unable to get up.
Meanwhile, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had stayed together all throughout the party, and now was the time to make their plan.
“So what are we going to do to get Scootaloo out of the party?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Hmm... ever since she became Tommy Wiss-saw, she’s been hangin’ out wit Diamond Tiara.” Apple Bloom was right, at that moment Scootaloo was only a table away from Diamond Tiara, waving to something, neither Sweetie Belle or Apple Bloom could make out exactly what it was, but that didn’t matter now.
“So maybe...” Apple Bloom contemplated. “Maybe if one of us distracts Diamond Tiara, the other can lure Scootaloo out of Sugarcube Corner!”
“Sounds GREAT!” Sweetie Belle squeaked. “But...”
“But what?” Apple Bloom asked.
“But... who’s going to distract Diamond Tiara?” Sweetie Belle added. To distract their prime tormentor was a task easier to say than to do. Deep inside, neither fillies had the courage to even distract Diamond Tiara. Finally Apple Bloom sighed.
“Look like...” She took a deep breath. “It’ll have ta be me.” Both fillies gave out a single nod in agreement. Suddnely, Scootaloo spoke up,
“Hey everyboday, I hava annowncement to maik. Wer expecting!” And with that news, a few Ponies lightly laughed and patted Scootaloo, congratulating her, and then went back to their business as if nothing happened. Now was the time for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle to act.
As Apple Bloom approached Diamond Tiara, she noticed Sweetie Belle going towards Scootaloo.
“Good, everything’s going as planned.” She thought to herself. She greeted by Diamond’s taunting stare and a smug “Yes?” Apple Bloom rubbed her hoof to the ground, trying to make conversation.
“Umm... con...gratulations, Diamond Tiara. I...” She looked over and noticed Sweetie Belle talking to Scootaloo. “I heard that ya was expecting-”
“Oh, come on, don’t be stupid!” Diamond Tiara laughed, “I just told her that to make this party interesting!”
“Oh, sorry, but-” Apple Bloom began, but was interrupted.
“Oh, gee, it’s no wonder you haven’t gotten your cutie mark yet! You actually thought I was expecting!” Diamond laughed. Now Apple Bloom got mad.
“I never believed for a second that-”
“Yes, you did, you BLANK FLANK!” Diamond Tiara yelled. That got Scootaloo’s attention, as she rushed by Diamond Tiara, saying,
“Whatarya doin? Wh-what’s goin on, heare?” Apple Bloom’s attention switched to Scootaloo. Now she was going to force Scootaloo to come with them, no matter the cost.
“Scootaloo,” She declared, “You are coming wit us, right, noaw!”
“Since when diyu give me ordars?” Scootaloo pushed a frustrated Apple Bloom away.
“Because Diamond Tiara ‘ere is using you, she’s not in love wit ya!” Apple Bloom retorted. Diamond Tiara’s eyes widened with insecurity, but Scootaloo just scoffed it off. This only angered Apple Bloom more.
“Wake up, Scoots, what planet are ya on?” That silenced most of the party. It took Scootaloo a few seconds to respond.
“I think ushud leave, right now, Aypple.” Apple Bloom nodded with exasperation.
“Right, come on, Scoota-” She reached for her out-of it friend, who rejected it.
“Don’t tauch me, mutherfackar. Geddowt.” This was it, both fillies had to use force.
“Now, Sweetie Belle!” Apple Bloom ordered. Both fillies leaped onto Scootaloo, trying to restrain her, only to be separated by Diamond Tiara and Applejack.
“Right, you two,” Diamond Tiara scolded, “are acting like spoiled little baby fillies.” Her sentence ended with her going into a baby voice, she was clearly using this situation to mock the two even more.
“Listen here, Tommy Wiseau,” Apple declared, FINALLY getting the last name right. “Deep down inside, you know gosh-darn well that Diamond Tiara is not your real friend, we are!” Scootaloo glared at Apple Bloom.
“Get out of my house.” She growled. For one brief moment, she had a genuine emotion with her voice. However as she leaped onto Apple Bloom, she disintegrated into a whiny, mumbly “I kiell yah, I break evhery fuhing boniyar boday!” Again the two fillies were separated, this time by Applejack and Mr. Cake.
“I keil yeuh, yu bassturd.” Scootaloo finished. It did not take long at all for Apple Bloom to recover from her friend attempting to attack her.
“Come with us, darn it!” To which Scootaloo replied,
“Yu betray me, ur nut good, you, yur justa chickan,” and then went on in a ridiculously high-pitched voice “Chip chip chip chip cheep cheep!” This was the final straw, Apple Bloom was now furious.
“That is NOT HOW YOU CALL A CHICKEN!!” Apple Bloom yelled at the top of her lungs. Her sister intervened quickly.
“Hold yar horses, girls!” Scootaloo then turned against Applejack.
“Aipplal, shaddap!” The scuffle continued.
“Cool it Scoots!”
“Shaddup!” Scootaloo pushed Applejack violently, as Mr. Cake exclaimed to the crowd,
“Alright, everypony, it’s over!” Then Scootaloo announced,
“It’s naught ohvar, everypony betray meeh, I’feddap wit dis wourld!” And with that Scootaloo slowly left the silent crowd, and sped up the stairs. Everyone was silent, except for Apple Bloom, who was breathing heavily with rage, and the Cake twins, who almost at cue started crying together at Scootaloo leaving.
It didn’t take long for everybody to leave Sugarcube Corner. Even Mr. and Ms. Cake had left the premise with Pinkie Pie. Sweetie Belle was sitting next to an upset Apple Bloom outside the house.
“I can’t believe... that I got mad at... our friend... Scootaloo.” Apple Bloom labored with her sadness. Sweetie Belle was sympathetic.
“Don’t worry, it wasn’t really Scootaloo. I’m sure when we get Scootaloo back into her body, things will be back to normal. I’m sure about it.” Apple Bloom wiped her eyes, she was feeling a bare minimum better. Suddenly, they heard a voice inside. Even though what was being said was not very clear, the voice clearly came from Diamond Tiara. It was coming from upstairs.
“What’s going on up there?” Apple Bloom asked. Sweetie Belle shrugged,
“Only one way to find out.” Apple Bloom’s eyes widened,
“You don’t mean-”
“I mean let’s check out what’s going on, using that ladder over there.” Sweetie Belle replied, pointing to a conveniently located ladder nearby.
After setting up this ladder, Sweetie Belle climbed up and noticed Diamond Tiara looking at a door in the Cake’s bedroom.
“You can come out, Scootaloo, the blank flanks are gone.” She demanded. A few seconds later, Scootaloo’s low voice was heard.
“Inna few minutes, biech.” With that Diamond Tiara’s eyes widened.
“Wh-What did you say?” she asked coldly.
“U and yur stoupid frand.” The voice came from the door. Diamond Tiara glared at the door menacingly, then she trotted over to the end of the room. There at the end of the stairs Silver Spoon was barely visible in Sweetie Belle’s view.
“Well, Diamond Tiara, looks like Scootaloo will never join our awesome group!” Silver Spoon rose up from the stairwell as she spoke.
“Yeah, she’ll regret if for the rest of her little pony life.” Diamond Tiara replied, again going into a baby voice. The two giggled their vile laughs. Suddenly the door slowly opened, much to the surprise of Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, who quickly hid behind the bed as Scootaloo walked out.
“Oware u talking toh?” Scootaloo asked. Diamond Tiara stuck her nose in the air.
“None of your beeswax.” She declared defiantly, but Scootaloo let out a barely smug grin.
“We’ll see abut daht.” With that she trotted downstairs. A minute later Scootaloo returned to the room, this time, holding a cassette tape in her mouth. As she shoved it into the tape player, she repeated herself.
“We’ll see abut daht.” As if everyone didn’t hear it the first time. She pressed play on the tape for everyone to listen and out came the voices of Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
“Well, Silver Spoon, look at this dress Scootaloo gave me!” The first voice was clearly Diamond Tiara. The other voice would obviously be Silver Spoon’s,
“Oh my Celestia, it looks so lame!”
“You bet it does!”
“I think she never made it!”
“Well, DUH, of course she didn’t make it, she doesn’t have her cutie mark yet!”
There was a brief silence, before Diamond Tiara began again.
“You do know that she’s been acting strange lately.”
“Yep.” Silver Spoon agreed.
“I’ve got an idea, let’s try to be ‘friends’ with her!”
“Really?”
“Then by the time she comes back to her senses, she’ll be in such big trouble, as the laughing stock of Ponyville!” Diamond Tiara finished.
Scootaloo turned off the player and grabbed Diamond Tiara.
“You liwl tramph,” she began. “How cudyu dothis to meeh?! I give yeuh sevhen days of mai lyfe,” That statement confused Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, still watching from outside the window. Seven days? It actually had been six days since Scootaloo woke up, and it wasn’t even midnight yet! Yet Scootaloo continued, “An’ u betrayed me. Lets see watelse we have indis taype.” Just as Scootaloo was about to press ‘play’ again, Diamond Tiara finally intervened.
“No! Stop, Scootaloo!” This time, she looked kind of emotional. While neither Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had seen Diamond Tiara emotional, it wouldn’t be surprising if she was faking it.
“I was only trying to be cool in front of Silver Spoon then! I really, really, really wanted you as a friend, Scootaloo, but you wouldn’t stop hanging out with those other fillies.” She finished, clearly referring to the two fillies watching from the window. It was incredibly that no one noticed them peeking from the window by now.
“I treetcha liek a princhess, and u stab meh in the bahk.” Scootaloo began, “I lhove you ani did anything furyu to just please yu, and now you betray me. How cudya betray meah!!” She finished and pressed play again.
“Seriously, as if Scootaloo wasn’t the laughing stock of Ponyville, already!” Silver Spoon’s voice resumed from the recorder.
“Well duh!” Diamond Tiara’s voice came on, “First, she’s a pegasus who can’t fly, and now she’s gone all weirdo!”
“Oh, yeah, just wait till we’ve ‘befriended’ Scootaloo.”
“Ho, ho, ho, when we’re finished with Scootaloo, she not only be the flightless weirdo, but the flightless weirdo who became the biggest joke Ponyville has ever had since Discord’s visit!” Diamond Tiara declared.
“Let’s do it!” Silver Spoon agreed. Then suddenly-
“AIIEEEEERGH!” Scootaloo let out a yell and threw the tape player onto the wall. It bounced off without breaking, falling into the lower floor. She stared at Diamond Tiara.
“Everypony betray meeh. I don’tava friend inda wurld.” Diamond was biting her quivering lip.
“Alright, this... is... goodbye... for-EVER!” She whined, and with that she left the room with Silver Spoon, crying. The sight of their bully in tears was kind of satisfactory for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. For several seconds after the weeping filly left the floor, Scootaloo walked towards the stairwell, looked down and said,
“Geddowt, geddowt, geddowtuv mai LYFE!” Scootaloo turned around, letting out a groan, and finally fell into the Cake’s bed. The two Fillies who had been staring out of the window were also feeling tired. After successfully climbing down the ladder, both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle curled up near the ladder and fell asleep in the warm night.
The night’s rest was unusually peaceful, until the morning when they heard a loud
“HaaaaaAAAAAAARGH!” Coming from inside. That woke the fillies up quickly. Both knew whom the noise was from, Scootaloo had awakened. Without saying anything, they peaked through the first floor window and saw Scootaloo trotting to the nearest chair.
“Whai, Daimund Tiarah, whai? Whaih?” She wailed in her low pitched voice as she slumped onto the chair. Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were stunned, they had never saw Scootaloo cry before. No, it wasn’t exactly crying, true tears were coming from her eyes, but the noises sounded nothing like crying and more like “Aaiaargh, aaaargh! Uuuuuaaaaargh.... Aaaaagh! UUUUAAAAAAARGH!” with long pauses in between them. And then she got up.
“Arghaah! You beitch!” She snarled as she began the strangest tantrum anypony had ever seen. The two fillies noticed Scootaloo knocking a group of fruit from a bowl on the table, but the way she threw the fruit with her hoof was so casual, too casual to be angry. And that was only the beginning, she went on to lightly knock over everything in sight, boxes, cakes, cups, pans, all fell under the nonchalant rage of Scooty Wiseau. Then she approached a big, square box made of fine glass which looked a little like a TV, except with a cake inside. It was about three-quarters her size, but Scootaloo stood on her hind legs, and grabbing the box, she lifted it up as if it were a hollow prop.
“You bich! You b-!” She exclaimed as she moved towards the window the fillies were standing at. The last word was obscured by the smash of the window as she threw the box out of the window. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle dodge in opposite directions just in time as the box smashed onto the ground, covering the ground with glass, flour, and icing.
“We gotta get in there and save Scootaloo!” Shouted Apple Bloom. Sweetie Belle was quick to agree, but by the time they got there Scootaloo had moved upstairs. As they quickly approached the stairwell, they heard a yell which could only be described as,
“MUUEAHOWWLLWURURLLDEYMEENEM!!” Followed immediately afterwards by a smash of glass. The Fillies stopped at this point, it could be even dangerous to go up there now, for they heard more smashing, this time of wood. When the smashing subsided shortly afterwards, the fillies decided to risk it and sneak up. There they saw a scene of total carnage, the drawer had its boxes removed, and was lying on the floor as if someone pushed it over. Now Scootaloo was tearing out the sheets in the bed, and flew herself onto the bed. Two seconds later she got up again, and after knocking down some pictures in the table next to the bed, she took a shoe, and threw it against the mirror, shattering it. Finally, her rage had subsided, filled instead with grief. She slowly sat by the bed, sobbing and moaning. She took in her hoofs a small red dress. It was the same dress meant for Cheerilee, but when Diamond Tiara had it, it was cut to fit to filly-size. The two fillies watched as Scootaloo pressed the dress to her nose, smelling it and moaning painfully. Then she laid down on the floor, holding it against her crotch.
“Agh! Ahgh! AGH!” She grunted, jerking upwards repeatedly. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom watched from the stairwell, their mouths hanging open.
“What... they hay... is she doing?” Apple Bloom asked quietly. Sweetie Belle had no reply. Scootaloo moved the dress to her mouth, as she moaned,
“You traump.” She sat up again, tearing the dress into pieces and throwing it away.
“I can imagine Rarity’s reaction to seeing this,” Sweetie Belle finally whispered, “‘Oh dear me! That ignorant little filly cannot appreciate the art of-’” Her impression of her big sister was interrupted by Scootaloo crawling towards a large box. Opening it, Scootaloo then removed a giant blue gun, which both fillies instantly recognized. It was Pinkie’s Party Cannon.
“Whai? Whai izdis hauppening tu me? Whai? It’s ouveur.” She moved the cannon so that the tip was facing her. “Celestiah, furgive meeh.” She moaned sadly, and in a feat worth for Pinkie Pie, she opened her mouth so wide that she almost was swallowing the muzzle. Her hoof reached for the button at the end. The two fillies leaped out of the stairwell.
“Scootaloo, NO!” But it was too late. The cannon fired, letting out an almighty boom mixed with kazoo noises; the force of the blast caused it to fly into the wall, burying itself into it. Meanwhile Scootaloo spun in the shower of confetti, then fell on her back. When the scene quieted down, the two fillies rushed by their friend.
“Wake up, Scootaloo, come on!” Apple Bloom yelled. Both fillies stood over their unconscious friend. As much as there was Confetti all around her, there was more than twice that amount in her mouth. Sweetie Belle’s eyes teared up.
“Is she dead? Apple Bloom, is she dead?” She asked frantically. Apple Bloom shook her head.
“I don’t kn-” She was interrupted by a low moan. It clearly was coming from Scootaloo. One eye opened, it was clearly derped. “Nah, she’s not dead.” Sweetie Belle let out a sigh of relief. “But I think she’s still not Scootaloo.” With Apple Bloom’s comment Scootaloo murmured,
“Who iz Scoutalao? I dunt care animur.” Neither filly replied, but the both looked at each other and shook their heads synchronously. There was no more playing around, they have to do what they set out to do right now. Sweetie Belle looked at Scootaloo and let out a smile.
“Come on, Scoot- uh, I mean Tommy Wis-Wisaurus, we have to take you somewhere.” Scootaloo continued laying there.
“Whutevar, I dunt caire.” With that, Apple Bloom nodded.
“Alrighty then, we’ll just have ta drag ya.” Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened.
“Really?”
“There’s just no other way.” Sweetie Belle sighed.
“Alright.” And with that the two fillies grabbed Scootaloo’s lower legs and started to drag her away.
It took them the whole day for the two of them to drag Scootaloo out of Sugarcube Corner, through Ponyville Square, into the outskirts of Ponyville and finally to the place where they had set up the lightning machine. They were pleased to see Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and the electricity machine fixed as new awaiting them in the distance, but it still took the Fillies an hour of dragging to reach them. Scootaloo wasn’t resisting, but she wasn’t cooperating, either, whining murmurs such as,
“Iam tiyerd, Iam whastad, I feddap wit dis woarld.”
Finally, the exhausted Fillies reached the machine, by this time they more than willing to let Twilight and Rainbow Dash do their work.
“Alright, Twilight,” Apple Bloom moaned, she could fall asleep she was so tired. Not even a full days work at Sweet Apple Acres could amount to the effort of dragging a lazy filly for twelve hours straight. “Do ya thing.”
Twilight nodded to Rainbow Dash, who shot up into the sky, creating a full blown thunderstorm in less than a minute. Even though the were tired to the bone, the fillies still had just the tiniest amount of energy to watch what was about to happen. Twilight commented
“So all we have to do now is wait for lightning to hit-”
“We know.” Apple Bloom interrupted. It wasn’t long until lightning started thundering down in the countryside once, twice, three times, all missing the lighting machine. A loud yell came from the clouds.
“Sorry!” The voice was recognizably Rainbow Dash’s.
“Would you at least TRY to aim for the machine?” Twilight yelled back to the sky.
“I’ll try, but next time, trying to see through storm cloud’s ain’t easy business!” Rainbow Dash’s voice shot back. Seconds later, another lightning bolt shot from the sky, and this time it caused a tremendous flash. Twilight knew what happened. The reactor’s spinning proved her intuition. By this time the two fillies were gaining an interest. They both missed it when Scootaloo had originally experienced it, one long week ago.
“Now all we have to do is wait until the green light turns...” Twilight had barely finished her sentence when the green bulb started glowing. “On.” She finished.
“Now all we have to do is get Scootaloo to touch the crystal.” Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were so engrossed by the spectacle, they didn’t hear Twilight’s comments, which were directed towards the two. “GIRLS!” Twilight shouted, getting their attention. “Get Scootaloo to the crystal, quickly!” Both fillies were shocked that they had to drag Scootaloo some more.
“What?!” Sweetie Belle squeaked.
“The green bulb won’t be on for long!” Twilight was right, this time the green bulb was flickering on and off, clearly not as stable as before, and to make things worse, the two fillies weren’t cooperating. Finally, Twilight had to take drastic measures, lifting the bored-looking Scootaloo up in the air with her magic. As Scootaloo let out a tired moan in that low pitch voice, Twilight levitated Scootaloo towards the brightly glowing crystal when-
“NO!” A sharp yell came from Apple Bloom. Twilight stopped, with Scootaloo floating just inches away from the crystal.
“There’s no time for delay! We have to do this now!” Twilight retorted! To which Apple Bloom shouted,
“How d’ya know that this thing’s gonna work?!” That question caught Twilight off guard,
“I don’t!” She confessed, “But I can’t think of any other way to fix your friend!” All three were silent for several long seconds.
Finally, Apple Bloom shut her teary eyes, and nodded.
“Go ahead.” With that Twilight moved Scootaloo’s hoof towards the crystal, hoping for just one tiny spark to hit the hoof and complete the connection. Finally, by some miracle, a spark came from the crystal, and landed on the tip of her hoof. Scootaloo started to shake uncontrollably, and her eyes started to glow in a bright light.
Yellow electricity started to form on the rod, moving upwards. The electricity’s rate increased rapidly until there was a blinding flash. Those closeby would be so blinded, they wouldn’t see the spectacle of the lighting firing off the rod all the way beyond space and into another universe entirely. At the same time, no one seem to notice a slight bolt of lightning fly upwards, joining the rod of electricity headed of to another universe. After several seconds, the last of the lighting had exited the rod into space. Another few seconds later another large surge of lightning came down from space, this time in a pinkish color. However, those few seconds were enough for Twilight Sparkle’s eyes to recover briefly to notice two key factors. Firstly, Scootaloo’s eyes were now completely black, with a haunting look. Then she heard a loud thump, she turned to find an unconscious Rainbow Dash, lying some distance from the machine. Twilight didn’t have time to investigate either Rainbow Dash or the lightning machine before the second bolt landed directly onto the rod of the machine.
Whiteness took them all for several seconds. When Twilight’s sight returned, she saw Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash laying feet apart, both unconscious in front of the two fillies, who have been covering their eyes all this time. However, her attention was focused on the machine, which had been blown apart all over again.
“Oh, no! Not the machine again!” Twilight’s fuss got the fillies attention almost immediately. They didn’t care about the stupid machine, their friend and her idol were lying in front of them.
“Twilight! Forget ya stupid machine, we gotta git Scootaloo n’ Rainbow Dash to the hospital!” Apple Bloom exclaimed to Twilight.
“It isn’t ‘stupid!’ This is an ancient design, which I’ve bo- Oh, yeah, Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash. Right away!” She began ranting about the machine before common sense came to her mid-sentence.
This time, both Scootaloo Rainbow Dash lay in the hospital for a week, however, this time the two fillies never visited. True, they were really hopeful about Scootaloo’s return, yet at the same time Twilight had reminded them that odds of success were extremely uncertain. Truthfully, the events with Tommy Wiseau inside Scootaloo’s body were more than enough for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle to handle combined with another. It didn't add to the situation that Twilight once more wasn't talking to them, all because of that stupid machine which was the cause of this entire yarn in the first place. So they were reluctant to go when their sisters took them to visit Scootaloo; yet at the same time, they weren’t resistant. They just needed a week-long break from the issue, that’s all.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom looked glumly over Scootaloo, laying on the bed. Still unconscious after a week in bed. Sweetie Belle was the first to speak,
“Do you think she’ll wake up?” Apple Bloom looked over, but it took her a while to reply.
“I dunno, Sweetie Belle. I really don’t know.” Sweetie’s eyes started to well up.
“What if... if she wakes up... and doesn’t recognize us?” Sweetie choked up before breaking down in tears in Apple Bloom’s mane. Apple Bloom didn’t reply, for she had no answer to this question, for she didn’t know the answer. No one knew the answer, not even Twilight Sparkle.
“Let’s go home.” She finally replied reluctantly, and with the the two fillies walked out of the room into the presence of both Rarity and Applejack, who were waiting for them. They had just began to leave the hallway together when... a moan was heard. The two fillies’ ears perked up, it was coming from Scootaloo’s room. They quickly ran back into the room, the sight of Scootaloo moving in her bed was getting them more excited than ever. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle held their breath as Scootaloo slowly shook her head, and slowly opened her eyes. Then she let out a long moan, but this time, it was in a more recognisable voice. Then...
“Uh... guys?” Scootaloo moaned. Sweetie Belle was shaking with excitement at this event.
“Could it really be-”
“Sweetie Belle? Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked, though it was very groggy, it was recognisably the voice of their long lost friend.
“Scootaloo!!!” Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle yelled with joy as the lept onto Scootaloo in a massive hug as the Cutie Mark Crusaders were finally reunited at last. In the midst of the embrace, they heard a small whisper from Scootaloo.
“Guys... I’m really, really, really sorry for yelling at you that other day.” Sweetie Belle stroked Scootaloo’s mane tenderly.
“You’re alright, Scoots. The Cutie Mark Crusaders will always stick together, no matter what, right Apple Bloom?” She replied softly.
“Correct.” Apple Bloom responded, still in embrace.
When they had finished embracing each other, the Cutie Mark Crusaders had quite a lot to share with each other. Scootaloo was the first to ask,
“What happened when I was out?” Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked at each other. How are they to explain to Scootaloo that for a week her mind had been possessed by someone from another universe?
“It’s...” Apple Bloom began. “It’s a long story.” Sweetie Belle nodded. To their surprise Scootaloo just shrugged.
“You know,” she began, “After I got hit by that lightning at that machine, I had the weirdest dream or something like that.” That got Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle’s attention. Scootaloo continued, “I woke up in bed, and I had transformed into this really pale ugly creature with a long black mane and...” Her face was starting to turn green. “Then I went to this play where everyone was cheering and yelling at these two pale... creatures... that... were.... kissing and... humping... each other... with that sappy music!” It was a known fact that Scootaloo hated “namby-pandy” stories, but this time, she genuinely looked like she was going to puke, something that the Cutie Mark Crusaders had never seen.
“And... what happened?” Piped Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo quickly regained herself.
“Yeah, and I barely sat through ten minutes of it before I left. For a long time I just rode a scooter around, bein’ myself. Then a bolt of lightning hit me, and I woke up just now.” Scootaloo finished her tale. Apple Bloom’s eyes widened at her friend’s tale. Twilight Sparkle was right! Scootaloo’s consciousness had been transplanted into Tommy Wiseau’s body, and Tommy Wiseau’s into Scootaloo’s body! The orange pegasus noticed Apple Bloom’s reaction “What’s wrong?” She asked. Apple Bloom shook her head.
“We’ll... tell ya some other time, OK?” To their surprise, Scootaloo smiled.
“OK.” Scootaloo’s attention quickly turned to the mare on her right side. “Is that who I think it is?” She asked with growing excitement. She couldn’t see exactly who it was due to the drape separating the patients, thus Apple Bloom trotted forward and opened the drape revealing it to be Rainbow Dash, still unconscious after a week. Scootaloo’s pupils dilated in shock at her idol, the closest thing she had to an actual sister, laying on the bed. All she could say was “Is... she...”
“No, she ain’t.” Apple Bloom chirped in. “She’s just in a coma. That’s all.” Scootaloo let out a sigh of half relief.
“OK, but... what if... she never-”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHH!!!!!!!!!!!” A sudden yell made all the Cutie Mark Crusaders, as well as Rarity and Applejack jump. It wasn’t long at all before they all saw that the yell came from Rainbow Dash, who had finally awoken from her coma. However, she was unusually hyper, even for Rainbow Dash, looking around frantically before noticing Nurse Redheart with a bedpan ready for a earth stallion in the other room.
“What are you doing with that horse?!” She yelled frantically. Nurse Redheart approached her.
“Rainbow Dash, would you please calm down, you’ve just awoken-”
“I wanna try the horsey!” She yelled and zoomed into the stallion’s room. Nurse Redheart protested,
“Rainbow Dash would you please get back in your bed?” However it was overlapped by the stallion cries of:
“What the hay are you doing- ah, AAH! Help, she’s touching me in my privates!” And added to this chaos which would make Discord flattered was Rainbow Dash’s yelling.
“Oh, ho ho ho! Ho ho ho! This is fun! Look at me, daddy! I’m a farmer! Ho ho!” Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but laugh as she approached the room, saying,
“Rainbow Dash, what’s gotten into y-AIIH!!!” There was a sudden short high-pitched shriek that could only come from Sweetie Belle. Now there was silence except for the stallion’s protesting and unusually obnoxious yelling from Rainbow Dash.
“Ahhh! Oh, this is fun! Look at me, Daddy! I’m a farmer! I’m a farmer, daddy! Ooh, aah!” Soon Nurse Redheart had to drag Rainbow Dash out of the hospital itself by her rump, with the derpy eyed Rainbow Dash going, “I wanna be a farmer, daddy! Ho ho ho ho ho!”
It took several seconds for somepony to speak, and that someone was Scootaloo.
“Um, Applejack, what’s gotten into Rainbow Dash?”
“Beats me.” Was all Applejack replied. Apple Bloom meanwhile went over to Sweetie Belle, who was still standing in the entryway to the next room, her mane was now absolutely pale white, her mouth hanging open in unspeakable horror in front of the stallion, who lay curled in a ball on the bed, sobbing, “She touched me inappropriately...”
Apple Bloom waved her hoof over Sweetie Belle’s eyes.
“What was she doin’ to that there Stallion?” It took a long while for the teary eyed Sweetie to answer in long pauses, with her voice almost a whisper.
“She... was... playing... with... his.... wiener.” She ended her answer with a squeaky tone which sounded more like Fluttershy than Sweetie Belle. Apple Bloom shook her head. She then remembered Rainbow Dash was knocked unconscious in the same event that brought Scootaloo back. So if Scootaloo’s personality was taken to another universe to be replaced by a weird personality though the same process before, that would mean that... Rainbow Dash now has the personality of another weird personality from that universe.
“Oh, no...” Was all Apple Bloom could say, yet deep in her mind, she could almost hear Twilight Sparkle say “Here we go again...”
The End...?