A light has left from her life, and happiness has faded in turn. One late night, with nothing else to do but run, Scootaloo hops onto her motorcycle with bags in tow, takes a corner past 5th Street, and leaves town for anywhere but.
The world was almost at war some fifteen years ago. Almost. A last-second peace was declared, which left the new wartime inventions from machine guns to airplanes to rot. It'd be a shame to waste them. Every year, the world play-fights... in tanks!
Big Macintosh, wishing for some peace and quiet after a long season of Harvest—and a variety of problems he'd rather not touch on—heads north to stay by his lonesome in a wood lodge.
He loved her all through their childhood. Then she went off with another, and simply vanished. It's been a few days since she showed up at his front door, on the breeze of a cold fall night, after ten whole years. This time will be better.
High Flyer is hopelessly in love with Ditzy Doo. He plans on asking her out the next time she delivers a package to his door. He's basically a huge coward. He buys more packages. He plans more. He becomes broke.