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A Filly In The Hand Is Worth Two In The Bush

By SuckingSocks
Created: 2023-05-08 01:11:03
Updated: 2023-06-04 09:52:32
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  1. From another prompt based on a picture in the filly thread.
  2. >>39896268
  3. >>39896287
  4.  
  5. >Another unsuccessful day of crusading.
  6. >The Cutie Mark Crusaders had spent most of it working on getting their hooficure cutie marks.
  7. >To no avail, it wasn’t their special talent.
  8. >They were finishing up their disappointing meeting in the club house before turning in for the evening.
  9. >Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo all trotted outside and left the clubhouse behind.
  10. >They all waved goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.
  11. >But after one of them was sure the others were out of sight she turned back.
  12. >It’s Scootaloo.
  13. >Unbeknownst to her friends she had been sleeping in the clubhouse.
  14. >She planned on keeping it that way.
  15. >Right as the sun and moon changed, Scootaloo darted under the changing light back to the tree playing host to her home.
  16. >An old scratchy blanket and some hay tied together with rope sat hidden in a knot at the base of the trunk.
  17. >It was all she could find without stealing from somepony.
  18. >Well it was more like borrowing.
  19. >She “found” them inside the Apple’s barn.
  20. >Technically still on their property so it’s not even like borrowing.
  21. >More like she just moved some things around.
  22. >She took her bedspread out and hid her scooter in their place.
  23. >Not that she was expecting Applejack or Big Mac to come snooping around but she’d rather not risk them spotting it.
  24. >With her things in hoof she went up into the clubhouse to lay down for the night.
  25. >There was no mattress to speak of but sometimes Scootaloo could finagle her hay pillow and blanket so she could lie on top of them while staying warm.
  26. >She moved the soapbox from the corner and set herself up.
  27. >Curling up into the corner she let the ambience of Sweet Apple Acres lull her to sleep.
  28. >At the very least the sound of wind blowing through the orchards helped her sleep.
  29. >She nibbled on her pillow as she drifted off.
  30.  
  31. —----------------------------------------
  32.  
  33. >Scootaloo had gotten pretty good about waking up early.
  34. >Earlier than the farmers who owned the land she was squatting in.
  35. >But not this time.
  36. >She had eaten too much of her pillow in her sleep and was in a little food coma.
  37. >As fate would have it, that very same morning Applebloom was planning on going to the clubhouse early to get some fresh ideas brainstormed.
  38. >Bloom had a dream about telling jokes while wearing cute dresses and thought there might be something there for a cutie mark.
  39. >They tried comedy before but being cute at the same time?
  40. >Ideas were running through her little head a mile a minute as she trotted up to the clubhouse.
  41. >She thought to herself how she can’t wait to tell the girls.
  42. >As she opened the door she saw Scootaloo still asleep in the corner in her makeshift sleeping nook.
  43.  
  44. “Scootaloo!”
  45.  
  46. >Applebloom yelled her name and rushed over to shake her awake.
  47. >Scootaloo in turn shrieked at being woken by the pony she was hiding from.
  48.  
  49. “Ah got this great idea for a new cutie mark! We’re gonna put on these frilly outfits and… Why are ya sleeping in the clubhouse?”
  50.  
  51. “I’m not- I don’t know- Why are you here so early?”
  52.  
  53. “Is that blanket from the barn? That thing is so old it could have ponypox!”
  54.  
  55. >Scootaloo in a panic throws the blanket and half eaten hay pillow out the window.
  56. >Although she gets them stuck in the frame.
  57. >She is attempting to push them out now.
  58. >Applebloom notices the chewed up straw.
  59.  
  60. “Scootaloo, are ya living in the clubhouse?”
  61.  
  62. “No!”
  63.  
  64. “Ah I mean, we’ve been to Sweetie Belle’s house all the time and we’re on my family farm right now. We’ve never been to your house though.”
  65.  
  66. >Scootaloo gives up on trying to fit the evidence through the window.
  67. >She starts to cry.
  68.  
  69. >Bloom gently trotted over to her friend.
  70. >She laid a friendly hoof over her.
  71. >Pretending like she isn't suffering from waterworks, Scootaloo sucks up her sniffles.
  72.  
  73. "Aw it's alright Scoots."
  74.  
  75. "Are you gonna tell your sister? Please don't tell your sister."
  76.  
  77. "What are ya kiddin'? This is great. It's like a never ending sleepover!"
  78.  
  79. >Scoots turns around to face the yellow filly with her back on the hey and blanket.
  80. >She wipes a tear from her face.
  81. >As she smiles, Scootaloo leans too hard against the window.
  82. >She falls through it with the scratchy mess onto the balcony outside.
  83. >It's a little loud.
  84. >Too loud actually.
  85. >The voice of a certain orange big sister calls out in response.
  86.  
  87. "Trenderhoof Ah swear to Celestia if that's you again Ah will break your horn right off."
  88.  
  89. "Quick, hide!"
  90.  
  91. >Applebloom speaks in a stressed whisper to Scootaloo.
  92.  
  93. "Huh? Is that you Applebloom?"
  94.  
  95. >Bloom throws the blanket over her pegasus friend.
  96. >She pops up from the balcony in plain sight of her sister.
  97.  
  98. "Yup! Just me!"
  99.  
  100. "What in Equestria are ya doin' out here so early?"
  101.  
  102. "Just gettin' a head start on crusadin'. Ah had this crazy dream with-"
  103.  
  104. "Oh that's alright Bloom. Ah'm just makin' sure nopony who ain't supposed to be around is."
  105.  
  106. "Uh huh. Nopony like that around. Just me."
  107.  
  108. >Applebloom waves energetically at her big sister with a nervous smile.
  109. >Applejack, with her mind elsewhere, doesn't notice her sister's fibbing.
  110. >Instead she wanders off to start her day's chores.
  111. >Once the coast is clear Applebloom frees Scootaloo from the old blanket.
  112. >She coughs and gasps for air.
  113.  
  114. "Wow that blanket really isn't great huh?"
  115.  
  116. "It's not so bad. I've gotten used to it."
  117.  
  118. "Ah could get you a nicer blanket from inside. Actually, you know who could get you the best blanket in the whole world?"
  119.  
  120. "Rainbow Dash!"
  121.  
  122. "What? No… Ah'm talking about Sweetie Belle."
  123.  
  124. "Oh yeah. Well that would have been my second guess."
  125.  
  126. >Applebloom rolls her eyes and Scootaloo playfully hits her shoulder.
  127. >She's surprised how well her friend is taking this.
  128. >Scoots wasn't exactly proud of hiding out here.
  129. >But the alternative was under a tree rather than in one.
  130. >She had some reservations about asking for help.
  131. >Even from her friends, maybe even especially.
  132. >It wasn't a very cool thing to do, asking for help.
  133. >She started to feel her eyes well up again.
  134. >But with a helping hoof from Applebloom she picks herself up and the tears disappear.
  135. >The two fillies gleefully gallop down the ramp with their stubby legs.
  136. >Scootaloo grabs her scooter out from its hiding place.
  137. >The two fillies awkwardly fit on it together.
  138. >They're too excited to get the wagon for it.
  139. >Together they zip away towards Rarity's boutique.
  140.  
  141. >Early morning Ponyville is a sleepy Ponyville.
  142. >Most mares and stallions are still sleeping at this hour.
  143. >Save for the light sleepers woken by the sounds of little wings fluttering past their doors.
  144. >Scootaloo was going as fast as she could carrying her friend.
  145. >She couldn’t wait to tell Sweetie Belle now.
  146. >The two fillies parked the scooter just outside the boutique.
  147. >They trotted up to the door.
  148. >And face planted into it, expecting it to open.
  149. >The door was locked.
  150.  
  151. “I guess the boutique is closed.”
  152.  
  153. >Applebloom looked around for something to help.
  154.  
  155. “Ah got an idea, gimme a boost.”
  156.  
  157. >The yellow filly got in position to climb a nearby tree.
  158. >Scoots understood and prepared to hoist her friend up.
  159. >After a couple falls they finally got Applebloom up high enough to steady herself and help Scootaloo up too.
  160. >Together they jump onto the roof of the boutique and clamber up to the second floor balcony.
  161. >Through a window they can see Sweetie Belle sleeping.
  162. >The window is also locked.
  163.  
  164. “Wait Applebloom. I have an idea too. Knock on the glass”
  165.  
  166. >After speaking Scootaloo plants her face onto the window with her mouth open wide on the glass.
  167. >She breathes heavily, causing it to fog up.
  168. >Applebloom shrugs and very gently… bangs on the window.
  169. >Sweetie slowly reacts in her bed to the sound.
  170. >As she turns over to face the commotion she sees Scootaloo’s face horrifically flush against her window.
  171. >The unicorn filly screams.
  172. >Her two friends almost fell off the building laughing.
  173. >Sweetie comes over to the window to let them in.
  174.  
  175. “What the heck!”
  176.  
  177. “Sweetie Belle. Ya swore!”
  178.  
  179. “Well you both really scared me.”
  180.  
  181. >The three of them stare at each other in silence for a second before giggling and hugging it out.
  182. >When they step back Sweetie is the first to ask.
  183.  
  184. “So why are you here so early?”
  185.  
  186. “Cause we gotta help Scootaloo.”
  187.  
  188. “Help her with what?”
  189.  
  190. “Maybe she should tell ya?”
  191.  
  192. >Scootaloo is looking at her hooves, fidgeting.
  193. >She had lost a bit of her nerve after actually seeing Sweetie.
  194.  
  195. “I’ve been uh, having a sleepover in the clubhouse.”
  196.  
  197. “And you both didn’t invite me?”
  198.  
  199. “Well, I uh… didn’t invite anyone. And I’ve been having it for a while now.”
  200.  
  201. “What Scootaloo MEANS to say is, she’s been living in the clubhouse.”
  202.  
  203. >Sweetie lays a hoof over Scootaloo’s shoulder.
  204.  
  205. “Why didn’t you tell us before? This is great news. It’s like we can have a permanent sleepover!”
  206.  
  207. “That’s basically what Ah said.”
  208.  
  209. >Applebloom comes up to the other side of Scoots and places her hoof over her too.
  210. >Scoots is once again getting misty eyed.
  211. >But she’s also getting better at holding back the tears.
  212. >Or maybe she’s dehydrated.
  213. >They finish their hug and step back.
  214.  
  215. "So Sweetie Belle, we were thinking ya could get Scoot a nice blanket since the one she's got is so awful."
  216.  
  217. "Oh. Well my sister is really busy with some big order. But I bet we could make one!"
  218.  
  219. "Yeah! We can make it however that way. What would ya want on it Scootaloo?"
  220.  
  221. >Scootaloo rolls back onto her hind legs and sits.
  222. >Thinking with her hoof on her chin.
  223. >Thinking way harder than she should have.
  224.  
  225. "I know! I want a big picture of Rainbow Dash on it!"
  226.  
  227. "Ya don't say."
  228.  
  229. >Applebloom rolls her eyes but smiles at her orange friend.
  230. >After some playful horseplay at Scootaloo's design request the fillies head downstairs.
  231. >Everything they needed was right here.
  232. >Too bad they weren't the best at using sewing machines.
  233. >Messing around the boutique made quite a bit of noise but Rarity never came down.
  234. >Sweetie was pretty sure she was sleeping something off.
  235. >Big orders means big stress and Sweetie knew what that meant.
  236. >They worked fast and hard on Scoot's new covers.
  237. >Scootaloo did an alright job getting the colors right.
  238. >Applebloom wasn't super helpful in the creative design but the parts she worked on were almost as proficient as Rarity's.
  239. >Anything Sweetie Belle touched was a fucking mess.
  240. >But it was done.
  241. >A token of their friendship, made together for Scootaloo.
  242. >With a crude depiction of Rainbow Dash on it surrounded by random bits of stitched together, colored fabric.
  243. >The orange filly has never been happier.
  244.  
  245. "I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!"
  246.  
  247. >She jumped around fluttering her wings and screaming.
  248. >And finally did all the loud noise wake Rarity.
  249.  
  250. "Sweetie is that you?"
  251.  
  252. "Quick, let's get outta here!"
  253.  
  254. >Applebloom whispered as loud as she could.
  255. >Giggling, the Cutie Mark Crusaders grabbed their hard work and bolted into the front door.
  256. >Face first.
  257. >Then after unlocking the door re-bolted back towards the clubhouse.
  258. >Meanwhile Rarity, who was only half lucid, fell back to sleep.
  259.  
  260. —----------------------------------------
  261.  
  262. >The CMC made it back through early morning Ponyville with Blanket in mouth.
  263. >Although in their hurry they abandoned Scootaloo's scooter.
  264. >Huffing and puffing they collapsed on the bench close to the clubhouse.
  265. >Sweetie spoke first, having examined the blanket which was now covered in spit, dirt, leaves, and everything else they had been galloping through.
  266.  
  267. "We really need to wash this."
  268.  
  269. "Aw it's no big deal. It's just gonna get dirty again."
  270.  
  271. "But this dirty?"
  272.  
  273. "Yeah. I sleep on the ground."
  274.  
  275. >Applebloom quickly finished catching her breath after hearing that.
  276.  
  277. "Ya don't need to sleep on the ground. We can share my mattress. It's way too big for me."
  278.  
  279. "But won't it seem weird if you're sleeping in the clubhouse? Like me…"
  280.  
  281. >Scootaloo does that thing where she feels sad again.
  282. >When Applebloom gets a bright idea.
  283.  
  284. "What if we cut my bed in half?"
  285.  
  286. “I don’t… I don’t know about that.”
  287.  
  288. >Scootaloo’s apprehensiveness is mirrored by Sweetie and Bloom’s enthusiasm.
  289.  
  290. “That’s a great idea Applebloom! It’ll be like you’re sharing a part of yourself with Scootaloo.”
  291.  
  292. “Ah know right!”
  293.  
  294. “I wanna share something with her too.”
  295.  
  296. “Why don’t we just start with my bed for now?”
  297.  
  298. >Scootaloo wasn’t too keen on arguing with her friends.
  299. >They were taking all of this really well.
  300. >Way better than she had ever hoped, why fight it?
  301. >They took the blanket up to the house with them.
  302. >Sweetie planned on washing it while Scootaloo and Applebloom dealt with the mattress.
  303. >Bloom acquired a hacksaw from her sister’s tools and went with Scootaloo to her bedroom.
  304.  
  305. “So how should we do this Bloom?”
  306.  
  307. “Maybe we move it out first, before we cut it.”
  308.  
  309. “Okay!”
  310.  
  311. >The two fillies worked together tearing sheets, covers, and pillows from the bed.
  312. >It really was a big bed for just one little filly.
  313. >Good thing two of them were here to move it.
  314. >They shouldered the squeaky spring filled mattress and trotted it over to the window.
  315. >It wasn’t quite going through.
  316. >They kept ramming it into the window frame trying different angles.
  317. >The ruckus attracted Sweetie Belle who had finished her job.
  318.  
  319. “How’s it going crusaders?”
  320.  
  321. “Not well. Scoot and me ain’t strong enough to lift and push it at the same time.”
  322.  
  323. “Hmm.”
  324.  
  325. >Three fillies stroke their chins for an idea.
  326. >Scootaloo comes up with one first.
  327.  
  328. “How about Bloom and I hold it up and you ram it through?”
  329.  
  330. “Okay!”
  331.  
  332. >Sweetie’s lack of forethought and Scootaloo’s reckless behavior make for a dangerous pairing.
  333. >And Applebloom is too tired to protest now.
  334. >The two of them ready the mattress for their unicorn friend.
  335. >They count down from three.
  336. >Sweetie Belle in the doorframe rears up to gallop.
  337. >Two.
  338. >Applebloom closes her eyes while holding the bed.
  339. >One.
  340. >Scootaloo widens hers.
  341. >And Sweetie Belle takes off horn first into the mattress.
  342. >There’s a loud *thump* as she rebounds off it and slumps to the ground.
  343. >Her friends dash to her side to make sure she’s ok.
  344.  
  345. “Holy Celestia Sweetie, are ya alright?”
  346.  
  347. “I think so.”
  348.  
  349. >She rubs her horn.
  350. >It doesn’t actually hurt that much but she feels like she’s supposed to.
  351. >Scootaloo turns her attention away from her friends.
  352.  
  353. “I think we got it stuck.”
  354.  
  355. “Huh?”
  356.  
  357. >The mattress was half-way through to the outside.
  358. >They had gotten it wedged in the frame.
  359.  
  360. “Aw crud.”
  361.  
  362. >Scootaloo got up and started pushing on it again.
  363. >It doesn’t move.
  364. >Bloom and Sweetie join in.
  365. >It still doesn’t budge.
  366. >They plop down and reflect on their poor choices.
  367. >Except for Applebloom.
  368.  
  369. “Well crusaders, in for a bit in for a bundle. Let's start sawin’.”
  370.  
  371. >Bloom grabs the hacksaw and starts working on the middle crease, just before the window frame.
  372. >The other two fillies, not really sure how three ponies are supposed to work one saw, start grabbing at the bed and pushing it back and forth to help their friend cut easier.
  373. >It’s a good thing the rest of the Apple family is so busy.
  374. >They might have a heart attack witnessing these dumb foals nearly sawing each other to get a bed out of a two story window.
  375.  
  376. >Their work is dangerous but fruitful.
  377. >Miraculously they don't hurt themselves.
  378. >The hacksaw released bits of comforter and fabric all over Applebloom.
  379. >When she got to the springs the sounds they made were loud and painful.
  380. >Less that they were cutting through metal and more like tearing and scraping it.
  381. >They were most of the way through it when the weight hanging over the edge ripped that last stretch of the bed.
  382. >With one loud thump, and three more small ones, they succeeded.
  383. >They have a little round of "woo hoos" and carry Applebloom's half back to her bed frame.
  384. >A much easier task now.
  385. >Afterwards they gallop off outside to carry Scootaloo's half.
  386. >Thankfully it didn't land in anything that would stain too hard.
  387. >As they start to shoulder it Sweetie drops her corner.
  388.  
  389. "Wait! I'll be right back."
  390.  
  391. >The two remaining crusaders look at each other.
  392. >Scootaloo shrugs and Bloom rolls her eyes.
  393. >But Sweetie comes back cheerfully with the fresh and clean blanket, purposefully raised high by her magic to keep it that way.
  394. >With everything in hoof they returned to the clubhouse.
  395. >Leaving a trail of mattress guts behind them.
  396. >With some filly-like finesse via ramming the doorway again they got everything inside.
  397. >They cleared away the remnants of her old sleeping nook and replaced it with a half destroyed bed and what looked like a half destroyed blanket.
  398. >After seeing their handiwork, Sweetie Belle and Applebloom felt like they had done a bad job.
  399. >But before their guilt could take over they were interrupted by the ecstatic screams and squeals of their pegasus friend.
  400.  
  401. “Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh! This is the nicest thing anypony’s ever done for me!”
  402.  
  403. >She tackles her two friends in a hug.
  404.  
  405. “Thank you so much.”
  406.  
  407. “Scoot… you’re… chokin’... us.”
  408.  
  409. “Oh right. Sorry.”
  410.  
  411. >She released them.
  412.  
  413. “It’s uh, not bad.”
  414.  
  415. >Sweetie spoke as she trotted over to it.
  416.  
  417. “But there’s so much more to do. You’re gonna need posters, and a mirror, and-”
  418.  
  419. “What do I need a mirror for? Saying I don’t look good?”
  420.  
  421. >Sweetie gets flustered by the accusation.
  422. >But Scoots comes in for an elbow nudge and laughs it off.
  423.  
  424. “I’m just kidding. I know my hair is pretty gross.”
  425.  
  426. >Sweetie nudges her back albeit daintier.
  427. >The two of them have a giggle over the joke while Applebloom starts sizing up the clubhouse.
  428. >She's taking measurements and moving everything around in her little head.
  429.  
  430. "Ya know puttin' things in here ain't as important as the 'here' itself."
  431.  
  432. "What now?"
  433.  
  434. "What Ah'm talkin' about Sweetie is stuff like insulation, central heatin', lights, some refrigeratin."
  435.  
  436. >Sweetie looks right through Applebloom with a vacant expression.
  437.  
  438. "What now?"
  439.  
  440. >Bloom groans and facehooves.
  441.  
  442. "How 'bout you two go into Ponyville and pick up some more things to make it… homey-er in here."
  443.  
  444. "Now that we can do."
  445.  
  446. >After a little more good natured ribbing the fillies go their separate ways.
  447. >Scootaloo and Sweetie decide to head back to the boutique first.
  448. >To get the scooter and some bits from Rarity.
  449. >This time they even remember to grab the wagon.
  450. >Meanwhile Applebloom goes to get all the tools she'll need.
  451. >Modernizing the clubhouse was gonna be a lot of work.
  452.  
  453.  
  454. >Scootaloo and Sweetie dragged the wagon through town together.
  455. >Right up to Sweetie's home, the boutique.
  456. >Right up to where they had ditched the scooter earlier.
  457. >Scoots hitched the wagon on.
  458.  
  459. "Alright, let's roll."
  460.  
  461. "Wait. I need to get some bits first"
  462.  
  463. >Sweetie went inside before Scootaloo could respond.
  464. >And she came out just as quick.
  465. >A nice, big sack of money with her.
  466.  
  467. "Where do you always get the bits for our crusading?"
  468.  
  469. "I just take them from the big pile Rarity keeps in her room. It's got some covers on it sometimes. I think she sleeps on it."
  470.  
  471. "Isn't that kind of like stealing?"
  472.  
  473. >Sweetie cocks her head back and trots past her friend to place the bits on the wagon.
  474.  
  475. "She's never said anything before. My sister is the element of generosity after all. Think of it like an allowance."
  476.  
  477. >Scootaloo adopts a confused expression.
  478.  
  479. "What's an allowance?"
  480.  
  481. “You’ve never gotten one?”
  482.  
  483. >Scoots fidgets her hooves and looks at the ground.
  484.  
  485. “Oh well, it’s like when your big sister or parents give you a little money to teach you about buying things.”
  486. >The unicorn filly looks at the bag she brought.
  487. >There’s plenty.
  488.  
  489. “Hey I’ve got an idea. What if we split whatever’s left after we finish and that can be like your allowance?”
  490.  
  491. “Wow. That seems like a lot.”
  492.  
  493. “Pish posh darling.”
  494.  
  495. >Sweetie says in a satirical impression of Rarity.
  496. >They have a little laugh about it and Sweetie nods at Scootaloo to reassure her.
  497. >Scootaloo has never been happier.
  498. >She has no idea how she’ll repay her friends after all this.
  499. >With Sweetie in the wagon and Scoots at the helm they take off with her little wings.
  500. >She knew exactly what she wanted first.
  501. >A whole set of Rainbow Dash posters to hang up.
  502. >There were the ones from the RDFC, Rainbow Dash Fan Club for the laymare, but they didn’t really belong to her.
  503. >They belonged to the club and she could rent them but that means going through this whole queue process and dealing with the treasurer which she somehow lost the last vote for and…
  504. >She’ll just get her own.
  505. >Also a pillow would be nice to have.
  506. >Maybe a custom one made with Rainbow Dash on the front.
  507. >It’d be like that camping trip, sleeping right next to her but every night!
  508. >Scootaloo was jumping in excitement while driving the scooter.
  509. >She almost crashed it, she was so distracted.
  510.  
  511. —----------------------------------------
  512.  
  513. >A bead of sweat rolls down the face of a yellow filly.
  514. >While her friends were out shopping, Applebloom has been working hard.
  515. >Putting in new walls for the fiberglass, polishing the floors, throwing down some carpets, and adding an easy access ramp to the stairs outside.
  516. >For when Scootaloo is too old to get up them properly.
  517. >Yup, Applebloom had really outdone herself.
  518. >Still need to see about getting her a fridge.
  519. >That would be expensive.
  520. >Good thing all this other stuff was layin' around.
  521. >Like the carpets she took from her and Applejack's room.
  522. >Her big sis spent most nights sleeping in the orchard anyway.
  523. >She won't miss it.
  524. >Just like she won't miss the insulation Applebloom took from that hole in the house also coincidentally where AJ's room was.
  525. >The little filly had been working harder than she ever did on her chores.
  526. >Farming apples is one thing but this was about helping a friend.
  527. >That's exactly what she told herself as stole more of her sister's things for the clubhouse.
  528. >And used her tools.
  529. >She was gonna make this the best dang treehouse in the whole of Equestria.
  530.  
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  532.  
  533. "Because it's not good for you."
  534.  
  535. "But I like the way wild grass tastes."
  536.  
  537. "Please just try some."
  538.  
  539. "But it's so green and slimy looking."
  540.  
  541. "We can get some cupcakes after. If you try it."
  542.  
  543. "Promise?"
  544.  
  545. >Sweetie Belle nodded her head at Scootaloo.
  546. >Apprehensive she still was, Scootaloo stared at it in fear.
  547. >The dreaded…
  548. >The bitter…
  549. >Asparagus.
  550. >The mare peddling them had been misting them to keep them fresh.
  551. >But it only repulsed Scootaloo further.
  552. >Very slowly, she leaned forward and nibbled the tip.
  553. >She made a dramatic display of disgust as she did.
  554. >But she actually kind of liked it.
  555.  
  556. "Oh come on!"
  557.  
  558. "It's… not so bad. I guess.
  559.  
  560. >Scootaloo suddenly jumped and pointed behind her unicorn friend.
  561.  
  562. "What's that?!"
  563.  
  564. >Sweetie Belle whipped her head around and Scootaloo took the chance to quickly swallow the green stalk.
  565. >When Sweetie turned back Scootaloo was acting purposefully suspicious.
  566. >Better that her friend believes she didn't actually eat the vegetable.
  567. >Scootaloo would rather Sweetie think that she didn't eat it by acting like she did even though she really did.
  568. >Because eating vegetables wasn't cool.
  569. >And the little unicorn was a little slow so she truly wasn't sure.
  570.  
  571. "Now can we get Sugarcube Corner?"
  572.  
  573. "Hmm, ok. But let's get a bundle of asparagus to go."
  574.  
  575. >Scootaloo let out a half hearted groan.
  576.  
  577. "Fine."

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