"Something we're good at... something we're good at..."

Applebloom was pacing around in circles in front of her fellow Crusaders. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were watching her, Scootaloo occasionally yawning, evidently bored and eager to get outside and do some Crusading.

"Whut are we good at?" finished Applebloom desperately, drawing to a halt directly in front of the other two.

"Um... crusading?" suggested Sweetie Belle.

"If our special talent was crusading, we'd already have our Cutie Marks!" contradicted Scootaloo.

"Oh yeah," said Sweetie Belle, hanging her head in disappointment.

Applebloom thought for a moment, tapping her hoof against her chin, then exclaimed, "Ah know! What if we go 'round asking other ponies about whut we're good at?"

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle considered this motion, before grinning. "That's a great idea, Applebloom!" exclaimed Sweetie.

"Awesome!" added Scootaloo.

"Alright!" said Applebloom. The three fillies jumped into the air and slapped their hooves together, while crying out happily, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADER TALENT FINDERS!"

They landed on the floor on all four hooves, then cantered out of their clubhouse, laughing and giggling. They zipped past Applejack, who had just come to check on them, and cantered on, leaving the orange cowpony in a stumbling daze.

"Oi!" called out Applejack. "Ya'll slow down! Ya gonna get hurt or summin!"

The Cutie Mark Crusaders skidded to a halt, then turned around and trotted back to the cowpony. When they reached her, Applejack was dusting off her hat and replacing it on her blonde mane. When she was done, she turned to face the Crusaders.

"Howdy, sis!" greeted Applebloom. "We were jus' won'drin..."

"...What do you think we're good at?" finished Scootaloo. They gathered together and widened their eyes, smiling angelically.

Applejack chuckled at the ruse and thought for a few seconds. Then, she said, "Well, ah gotta tell ya, ah think you're mighty fine at renovation, Applebloom."

There was a brief silence. Then, Applebloom jumped into the air, whooping. The others cheered in congratulations as Applebloom hopped around, giggling. Applejack chuckled at her sister's acts. Suddenly, Applebloom stopped dead.

"Uh," she said awkwardly, "whut's 'renovation'?"

Applejack laughed and proceeded to explain. "When somepony renovates somepony else's house, they improve it. They repair any damage caused to it and stuff."

"Oh!" said Scootaloo. "Well, Applebloom did awesome up our clubhouse a ton!"

"So renovating is kinda like renewing and repairing, right?" asked Sweetie Belle.

Applejack looked a bit stunned at Sweetie Belle's broad vocabulary, then smiled. "Exactly like 'at."

"Awesome!" exclaimed Scootaloo, fluttering her wings in excitement.

"So how'm ah gonna get mah Mark, sis?" asked Applebloom eagerly.

"Hang on!" said Applejack. "Ya'll gotta get tah know your other talents. Y'know, Scoot's 'n Sweetie's."

"Oh, yeah!" chorused the other three.

Applejack nodded and turned to the barn. "Ah'm gonna be at the Acres if anypony needs me," she called over her shoulder.

Giggling, the Crusaders ran to their wagon, Scootaloo hopping up on to her scooter. All three placed their helmets on their head, and Sweetie Belle assumed a grand, knightly voice.

"Onwards, faithful Scootaloo!" she commanded.

Everypony laughed, and Scootaloo shot off for Ponyville in a cloud of dust and much motor-like whirring.

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The Crusaders' heads swerved this way and that as they looked for anypony else who they knew well enough to ask. When Bon-Bon appeared, Applebloom hastily shrank back into the wagon, but they soon past the beige earth pony.

Scootaloo looked up at the sky, shielding her eyes with her hoof as she looked for the familiar rainbow-streaked mane of her idol. Where was she at this time...?

Suddenly, a rainbow blur shot down in front of them. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle cried out in shock, but Scootaloo skidded to a stop on her scooter. Slightly out of breath, Scootaloo looked up and saw the very pegasus she had been scanning the skies for: Rainbow Dash.

"Hi, Rainbow Dash!" yelped Scootaloo happily, waving an orange hoof.

Rainbow laughed. "Hey, squirt," greeted the weather manager.

"Heya, Rainbow Dash," said Applebloom, she and Sweetie clambering out of the wagon.

"We're looking for ponies who can tell us what we're good at!" explained Sweetie brightly, removing her green helmet.

Rainbow laughed hard at this. "Finally!" she exclaimed. "You finally got it through your heads about that whole good-at thing! Man, I can't wait to tell Twi! Ha ha!"

"Is it... that much of a surprise?" said Applebloom, confused.

"Well, yeah!" said Rainbow. "Didn't ya realise how heavily we were hinting on trying things you're good at?"

"Um..." said Sweetie, shuffling in the dirt.

"Well..." muttered Applebloom, ducking her head.

"Not reeeally," admitted Scootaloo, stepping off her scooter.

"Well, at least you fillies realised it," grinned Rainbow, removing Scootaloo's helmet and ruffling the filly's mane. Scootaloo laughed and pushed Rainbow off.

"So," said the orange pegasus, "whaddaya think I'm good at?"

Rainbow tapped her hoof against her chin thoughtfully. Her magenta-rose eyes flew to Scootaloo's scooter, which was parked expertly at the side of the main road. Turning back to the Crusaders, she smirked.

"Well, Scoot," said Rainbow, trotting up to Scootaloo, "what do youthink?"

"Huh?" was Scootaloo's reply.

"I mean," continued Rainbow, her eyes continuously darting back to the scooter, "you're pretty good at scooting, right?"

"I... I guess..." muttered Scootaloo.

"You must really like your scooter," added Rainbow, now tapping lightly on the scooter's handlebars.

And then it clicked.

"Scooting!" exclaimed Scootaloo. "You think I'm good at scooting?"

"You're awesome at scooting!" grinned Rainbow. "You're so good, you might even be able to use your scooter to apply some of my moves... with permission, of course!"

"No way!" cried Sweetie.

"Now that'd be an awesome special talent!" remarked Applebloom.

"Thanks, Rainbow!" called Scootaloo, hopping eagerly back onto her scooter and popping on her helmet.

"But we've got Cutie Marks to earn!" added Sweetie, while she and Applebloom hopped into the wagon.

As they replaced their helmets on their heads, and sped off, Sweetie Belle remarked to the other Crusaders, "Last stop: Carousel Boutique!"