"Nada," Scootaloo added. "You sure you made it right Apple Bloom?"
"I did everything the book said. Maybe there was a page missin' or somethin'," Apple Bloom sighed. "Guess it's back to the drawin' board."
"Well I have to get home," Sweetie said. "Rarity needs me to model for her new fashion line for fillies."
"Guess I'll keep workin' on this," Apple Bloom said.
...
Scootaloo slowly made her way towards Ponyville. Her stomach felt queasy since leaving the clubhouse. "Guess Bloom's potion did do something," she laughed to herself.
"Poor little blank flank, having an upset tummy?" Asked a snooty voice as Scoot's nemesis walked out from behind a boulder. "Did you try and get your cutie mark in cooking?" Diamond Tiara asked.
"That should be labeled a threat to society," Silver Spoon added.
"Leave me alone you two, I'm not in the mood," Scootaloo frowned.
"Now why would we do that? You're all alone, none of your loser friends to help you," Diamond smirked. "Just a lone chicken, all by her lonesome."
"Don't call me that!" Scoots shouted.
"Chicken," Diamond repeated. "You should just accept you'll never get your cutie mark. You're going to be a loser for the rest of your life."
"Just leave me alone!" Scootaloo tried to get around the two Earth Ponies, but Diamond pushed her back. "Let me through!"
"I don't think so," Silver Spoon grinned. "It's time to have some fun."
Scootaloo's stomach was roiling, and a strange tingling sensation shot down her neck to her hooves. As the two bullies came forward...
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