"My wings feel all tingly," Scootaloo said, extending her small feathered limbs. Before her disbelieving eyes they were growing, quickly becoming as large as the other Pegasus foals her age. "My wings! I'll be able to fly now!" She leapt into the air in joy.
"Apple Bloom, was that cauldron always this small?" Sweetie asked. Before she'd thought it was level with her eyes, but now she could see clearly down to the bottom.
"Huh? Whadya..." Apple Bloom trailed off as she saw Sweetie Belle growing, her chest rising above the cauldron. Scootaloo meanwhile had landed beside Sweetie and was the same size as her. "Girls, y'all are growin!"
"So are you!" Sweetie pointed out. Surely enough Apple Bloom saw the roof of the clubhouse getting closer each second. Her rump sent the cauldron rolling as she passed six feet tall.
"Guess this is what the potion meant by 'up through the clouds," AB said.
"How big do you think we'll grow?" Scootaloo asked as her wings hit both walls of the clubhouse.
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