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Sweetie Dreams Are Made of This
"What about bakers?"
"Ugh." Scootaloo buried her face into her hooves as Apple Bloom looked at the ground in disappointment. Both fillies sat on the porch, trying to come up with new ways to try to get their cutie mark. So far, however, all they could come up with were activities they already tried.
"I can't think of anything else."
"Well try then, ah wanna do some crusadin' today and ah can't if we don't have any ideas." Apple Bloom said, Scootaloo rolling her eyes in response.
"Fine, I'll keep thinking."
Scootaloo continued to brainstorm different ideas, something she was never the best at, and Apple Bloom did the same. But the third member of their group was strangely quiet. She was there, sitting on the porch, but her mind wasn't on cutie mark crusading. She wasn't even looking at her friends. Her attention was drawn to the stallion in front of the house, bucking some of the nearby apple trees in cl