"What's wrong with me?" Scootaloo asked herself as she tossed and rolled herself on her bed.

"How could you look 'cute' and 'pretty'? How can I like you? I am a filly...you are a filly, it's not right. But my heart doesn't agree...I just want you to hold me tightly as I fly my scooter across the beautiful suns-" Scootaloo fantasized but quickly snapped herself out of it.

Scootaloo really liked her friend Sweetie Belle.
Her pretty, chubby face and luminous green eyes always made her feel at ease. Looking at them was as vibrant and filled of life as a sunrise.
Her soothing, musical voice would always gave Scoot a smile. Scoot wanted to be more than friends, more than best friends.

She really could have tried her luck, asked her out and maybe gone on a night of thrills but there was one problem that held her back: Scootaloo and Sweetie were both fillies.

"Fillies don't go out with other fillies. Colts and Fillies do. So how can I feel like this? I am definitely a filly so how could I love another filly?' " Scoot asked herself again.

Everyday, Scootaloo would always feel a tingle at her heart when she was with Sweetie Belle. After each day, Scootaloo would feel more and more sad. Sad that she was a filly and not a colt. Sad that she would not be able to hold hands with the one she loves.

She had been resisting the urge and keeping herself occupied with other hobbies to forget. She had been doing well for many months but today she finally felt the most sorrow after watching a short Hearts and Hooves Day TV Special rerun of one of her favorite cartoons which also took the plot to an end. The main character has been chasing the same filly since the start of the show. This show was special though, it ended with him, after many countless tries, successful getting his love.

Sure it was corny but it just reminded what Scootaloo truly wanted. She had been so busy during Hearts and Hooves trying to pair two other ponies up when she completely forgotten about who she wanted to be paired with.

"If only I were a handsome colt, than..." Scootaloo than got an idea, a very good idea.

"Well...I may not be a colt but Twilight could cast a spell to make me one,"
The image was amazing. Scootaloo could picture herself as a colt in the library after Twilight used the spell. She could picture herself holding Sweetie Belle's hooves and they have a romantic picnic. Just like Big Mac's and Cheerliee's. Expect they occupied the space for two.

Scootaloo got off her bed and hurried to Twilight's Library

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Twilight was reading a romance story involving a young teenage filly in love with a vampire. The book had mixed reputations but Twilight wasn't so sure if she liked or dislike the book. The only opinion she had was how much of a dumb-donkey the main character is. Otherwise the story is pretty average.

She stopped reading when the door opened and a voice called for her.

"Hey Twilight, could you help me with something?"

Twilight looked down to see a familiar orange filly who she recognized as Scootaloo.

"What do you need help with?" Twilight asked. She expected it to be something relating to homework (she gets that a lot from other ponies....regardless of age).

"Well...do you think you could make me a colt? Even just for awhile?" Scootaloo asked, catching Twilight by surprise.

"Why?" Twilight asked, bluffed, as she gestures for Scootaloo to follow her to the upper deck of the Library (her bedroom area).

"Because...because I like another filly and I want to ask her out....but...." Scootaloo said embarrassingly as she follows Twilight.

"Well...okay. I think this would make pretty good psychology, biology and sexual affection experiment. I would love to, though I doubt it is really possible unless somepony performs surgery. I will check but I know there are ways around that," Twilight explained, showing no signs of humiliating Scootaloo or attempting to embarrass her any further.

"Take a seat or nap. Spike's at Rarity's. Just wait here while I read through some books. This may take awhile," Twilight instructed, pointing at her bed.

Scootaloo watched Twilight look through some books and listened to her self-talk until she eventually dozed off. An hour later, she was awoken by Twilight calling her name the same way her mother would wake her early in the morning.

"Scootaloo....Scootalooooo!" Twilight called.

"So, you found a spell?" Scoot asked, a little sleepy but excited.

"Not a spell that would completely change your gender. I could disguise your mane and fur colour to be different. I can than modify your voice to be a little lower pitch, to make you sound more like a colt. I think that would work just as well," said Twilight who was still studying a book that was hovering in-front of her. Unicorn Telekinesis.

"So? What are you waiting for Twilight? Cast it, Cast it!" Scootaloo begged, hopping in excitement.

"Well... I do have to tell you it's a temporary spell. Like Cinderella's dress expect you could come to me anytime you want it. It will last for about 5 hours but I can stop it prematurely if you come back to me. Also, should I inform you parents first? I mean having their child appearing to be a different gender is a little bit concerning. Also, who is the special filly?" Twilight said, a little quick and hard to catch as she was enjoyed by the hype.

Scootaloo was really hopping now. The spell sounds perfect, a little too good to be true. She could easily go to Twilight before she talks to Sweetie than go back when she wants to become Scootaloo again. She begged Twilight to quickly cast the spell. The build up felt like a new video game or movie coming out that everypony is looking forward to. Just like Younger Books V: Snowstorm...

Twilight's horn glowed up. Scootaloo felt a little tickled as she watch her body change colour into a dark blue color. She could also feel a tickled at her hair and tail, watching the latter change colour into a dark-brown like colour.

She can also feel a little bit of pain in her throat, probably indicating the voice spell at work.

Scootaloo tested her new voice, "Test...I sound like I am blowing into trumpet." It was too deep, nothing like a cult's or even a real stallion.

"Well, let me just make some adjustments," Twilight said as she close her eyes. Her unicorn horn glowed brighter than before.

"Test....well now I sound like Pinkie Pie...as a rabbit," Scootaloo commented on her newer voice, which was very high pitch.

"Rabbits don't really make noise. If only I was more experienced as a DJ, this would be a piece of cake. I actually was once a DJ in the magic highschool during the Hearts and Hooves prom. I took the role as the DJ didn't have to search for anypony without humiliating herself by being alone," Twilight mumbled as she adjust the voice.

Scootaloo felt her throat getting much more painful and dry, and let out a scream that sounded like a perfect cult (around her age). Twilight's horn than stopped glowing and all the pain has stopped.

"Now you need some clothing, to hide the filly of you," said Twilight. The last part sounded weird to Scootaloo and even Twilight herself who didn't want to be very direct and so the result was...awkward.

Magically, some clothing flew across from the other end of the room and dropped in front of Scootaloo. There were many different outfits, some of stereotypical colts from different time periods but others were ordinary, modern ones.

There was a striped shirt with blue and yellow lines, a yo-yo and a red baseball cap that stood out. Not because Scootaloo wanted to wear such a corny look but because of how familiar and costume-y it looked.

Scootaloo looked through piles of other clothing while questioning that particular outfit set she just noticed. "Twilight, what's up with that striped shirt, yo-yo and red baseball cap?"

"It was a gift from somepony back in magic university. We both really loved that RPG. I remembered her getting freaked out at the final boss and saying she got nightmares for weeks," Twilight said, remembering her amazing freshman experience.

"Explain more?" Scootaloo said curiously as she pulls out a black leather jacket and jeans. Like a cliche 'Elvis' or Devil Rock from the 80s. Twilight really has an odd collection of stallion/colt clothing.

"No...I don't really feel like it. It was just a crazy, simple Japanese RPG with a fetus for a final boss. I did some weird things as a freshman..." Twilight rejected.

Eventually, Scootaloo decided to pick he jeans that covered her four hooves and lower body, though still exposing the blank flank where a cutie mark should be. The top half of her body wasn't dressed, like usual.

Than seemingly out of nowhere, a mirror came quickly right infront of Scootaloo, reflecting back a completely different pony. Scootaloo also noticed that despite the obvious changes that her noise looked a little different and her checks look a little more round.

"Oh, I also changed a bit of your facial features...to disguise you better" Twilight explained when she noticed the surprised expression Scoot showed.

"Well...now that we got that out of the way, who is the special somepony?" Twilight asked, rising an eyebrow.

"I don't really feel like telling you Twilight." Scootaloo said, a little embarrassed and avoiding eye contact. The image of Sweetie's beautiful face was showing in her mind as she referred to her.

Twilight already realized that the special somefilly is most likely Applebloom. She didn't even consider Sweetie Belle, mainly because of how fussy her sister, Rarity, can be if she does agree to go out with anypony.

"It's okay Scootaloo. Anyways, remember that the spell will wear off by itself in five hours but it is safer to 'bail out' at four hours," said Twilight.

Scootaloo thanked Twilight repeatedly for her effort and magic and than walked out with a smile.
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Scoot proceed with the next part of her plan, the approach. She trailed Sweetie Belle and Applebloom from a distance, waiting for the right time to act. She was more concerned about Applebloom's presence than she is about being rejected though.

The perfect time came when Applebloom entered Sugercube Corner to buy some treats and Sweetie Belle was waiting outside. Scootaloo than walked into sight and began to talk to her.

"Hey...do you know how to get to Sugercube Corner?"

Sweetie Belle laughed hard and said, still trying to catch her breath. "It's the building [breathing] behind me. Oh, sorry for laughing."

"it's okay. I liked the way you smiled," Scootaloo reassured and flirted.

"Thanks. What's your name?" Sweetie Belle asked, blushing and completely unaware that the 'colt' is really Scootaloo.

Scoot had already planned a fake name. "My name is Bolt, what's yours?"

"Sweetie Belle," she said.

Scoot stared at her always beautiful eyes and enjoyed her graceful response. She noticed Sweetie Belle staring back at her with a smile, looking charmed. Scootaloo hoped that she was thinking the same thing. Their faces were moving closer to each other, like Cheerliee's and Big-Mac's on Heart and Hooves day. Like what happened earlier today.

Than, Applebloom seemed to interrupt them out of nowhere.

"Hey Sweetie! Whose this colt?"

Sweetie snapped out of the daze, turned to Applebloom who was carrying two different cups of scooped, red coloured, ice cream.

"His name is Bolt...we just met," she introduced.

Applebloom took a good glimpse at 'Bolt' and noticed that, despite wearing pretty covering clothing, he had no cutie mark.
Sweetie noticed this too.

"Hey. We are also looking for our cuties marks. We call ourselves the Cutie mark Crusaders. Want to join us?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"I would love too! I think I may buy some ice-cream as well. Could I eat with you?" Bolt said. Scootaloo knew she was already a member, but not as this identity.

"Sur-" Sweetie said, but was interrupted by Applebloom.

"But you will have to pay yourself, I don't have anymore spare bits," Her tone of voice sounding a little fierce and a bit like a lie.

Sweetie and Applebloom waited outside as 'Bolt' went into Sugercube Corner.

"He looks cute," Sweetie popped.

"Applejack says not to trust strangers," Applebloom cautioned.

"What if he is the same age as us? I doubt that counts," Sweetie Belle argued quietly but a little angrily. She was offended a little by the way Applebloom popped her bubble

"Sure...sure..." Applebloom said. She didn't feel like arguing when anypony that day, her mood generally wasn't the best that day. The reason for such a frown and grumpy attitude was because she learned that she didn't do very well for her English and Mathematics tests and so she has to go for additional lessons on the weekends.

Moments of silence later, Scootaloo came out with a blueberry flavored cup scooped ice-cream to find Sweetie Belle and Applejack sitting at a table nearby. Applejack was eating away but Sweetie was eagerly waiting for Bolt's return out of respect, like what Rarity taught her. Scoot than sat on the empty sit.

"So...where do you live Sweetie Belle?" Scoot asked anxiously. She already knew the answer but still had to play in character.

"My sister works at the Carousel Boutique down the street. We live in the house right next to it!" Sweetie Belle replied cheerfully. Applebloom knew the direction the conversation was going and felt even more uncomfortable mainly because Sweetie had only met Bolt for about five minutes.

"I would love to go. I need to get home by 7 PM though" (It was 3PM).

"Sounds good. My friend Applebloom" Sweeite introduced, pointing to her friend, "and I are going to try and play some basketball to earn our Cutie Marks. We could pick up our third friend Scootaloo and we can play together,"

Scootaloo panicked. They could not go to her home to look for her now, it will cause too much suspicion. She had used the excuse to good home saying that she wasn't feeling well and thought that maybe she could use this to save herself here.

"Why is Scoot not with you two than?" She said, sounding a bit odd for referring to herself as though she was just another ordinary pony. 'In Third Pony' some say.

"Oh. She said she were sick and we were going to visit her to see if she was feeling better" Sweetie Belle added

"Maybe she is still sick and we shouldn't disturb her. What if she were grumpy or something" Scoot lied.

"You just want to be with less ponies around my friend Sweetie Belle, right?" Applebloom teased as she uncover her hooves from her face. "You better keep your dirty hooves away from her if she doesn't agree!"

"It's okay Applebloom. I think he is okay." Sweetie Belle reassured her friend Applebloom just when Applebloom finished her cup of ice cream.

"Hey Bolt. Could you throw this away?" Applebloom instructed as she passes her empty (expect for some very tiny amounts of melted ice-cream) to Bolt who, surprisingly, didn't decline.

Just when Bolt left his seat, Sweetie started to scold Applebloom. "That was mean," she whined.

" I don't trust him one bit," Applebloom argued.

"Why not? He seems nice. He looks cute. He also doesn't have a cutie mark. We will be great friends," Sweetie said, facing the ground in shyness but turning to Applebloom and smiled again at the last sentence.

"The only reason you think he is 'cute' and 'nice' is because he complimented your looks," Applebloom continued to argue. "You and Rarity are both the same" she added but under her breathe.

"Applebloom, could I tell you a secret? You must promise never to tell anypony else," Sweetie Belle asked, ignoring her friend's remark or bad mood.

Applebloom nodded. She might as well let her stubborn friend do it than continue complaining. Sweetie Belle than moved closer towards her ear.

"I think I like that colt. 'like' as in...that 'like'" she whispered. Applebloom had already figured it long before but was still disgusted at her young friend's affection.

"Sure, I will keep it a secret." Applebloom said, despite her argument. Although she is very concerned about Sweetie's safety she might as well let her do whatever she wants. 'Bolt' than returned and continued to eat her dessert with Sweetie Belle, both of them exchanging looks once in awhile.

Meanwhile, back at the library, Twilight was just finishing up the experiment notes... the 'Lesbian-Filly Assignment Project'
Notes (L-FAP).

"Keep close eye on Lesbian-Filly Assignment Project (L-FAP)," Twilight wrote, than listed down details of the experiment, layout to her own, original style.

"Experiment Details:
Title: Lesbian-Filly Assignment Project (L-FAP).

Aim: To find out the reaction subject female when dating subject male and discovering said male to be a female.

Hypothesis: Rejection from subject female due to shock when said male is discovered to be female.

Equipment/Magical Spells: Voice Pitch Shift. Stereotypical Male Clothing and 'Instant-Mane+Fur Dyes'

Setup:
1. Successful, five-seven hour duration of spell for two to three weeks. (FIRST WEEK WITHOUT SUPERVISION.)
2. Watch interactions between two subjects (Scootaloo and Applebloom) after first week.
3. Cause spell to fail midway in an important date after the three week duration and obverse and measure reactions of both fillies."

"Princess Celestia is going to love this," Twilight said to herself as she writes down the last details of the notes.

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This is one of my first few romance/comedy like work so I am a little less familiar. I am more used in describing the environments or actions like in my unfinished adventure works (some not released).

I hoped you enjoyed this, thumbs up, track and embrace the chapters that are to come! I promise that I will finish this, no matter how stupid it may get!

I personally think that this chapter is a bit weak compared to what else I had in mind =P.

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