--THE START--

"Alright, so, one day, a long, long time ago, Princess Celestia was travelling across the land, making sure each of her subjects were succeeding and excelling in some way-- Doing good things. And so she nodded to the farmers as they raised fantastic crops, and smiled at the smiths as they crafted exceptional tools. She softly clapped for the performers, and nodded sagely at the food of the chefs.

But on the edge of one particular town, one pony had not been informed of the Princess' arrival. My great-great-whole-lots-of-greats grandmare was rooting around in an old wooden chest she had been airing out, and may have gotten a bit stuck, face down in the chest. So when she realized from the sound of the crowds that royalty was on the way, she tried her hardest to get out! But all this achieved was wiggling her flank pretty much directly in Celestia's face.

And so Celestia looked at the rump before her, and said the first words she had spoken all visit.
"That... Is a fine plot of land."

And some ponies thought this was a fantastic saying, and began using it themselves. And other ponies thought that it was a bit odd, but Celestia said it, so they followed along to avoid stirring up any trouble that starts with a b and ends with "-anished to the moon". And as time passed, like a lot of phrases do, it broke down into little itty bits and pieces, and eventually just this remained-- Dat plot.

And that's the story of how I got my Cutie Mark!"

Sweetie Belle looked to Scootaloo, who looked to Applebloom, who went to look at somepony else but had run out of Crusaders so she whipped around to look at Sweetie Belle and make it look like she meant to do that the whole time.

"And, uh, why did we thank askin' Pinkie Pie for help on our Hist'ry lesson was a good idea?"

"That... is a really good question."

"Guuh, I told you guys we should have just gone to Rainbow Dash!"

--THE END--