"What are you looking at me like that for? And what's with that button?" Sweetie Belle asked Scootaloo. Scootaloo was looking back and forth between a big red button on the wall and Sweetie Belle with a big, creepy smirk on her face.

"What button?" asked Scootaloo as she stared directly at the button in question.

"The one you're looking at, Scootaloo!"

Scootaloo turned her attention back to Sweetie Belle. "I'm not looking at a button; I'm looking at you."

"Yeah, now you're looking at me! And that's equally as confusing and unnerving! What's with your creepy smile?"

"You've offended me on many levels in the past thirty seconds, Sweetie Belle."

"What are you talking about!? I just want to know what's going on with you and that button!"

"Leave the button out of this!"

"Oh, so you do know about the button, huh!?"

"Nope..." Scootaloo slowly started inching her way to the button.

"Hey! What are you doing!?"

"Nothing."

"Are you sure? Because it looks to me like you're heading for the button."

"I think you're crazy. Have you been taking Granny Smith's medicine again?"

"No! Wait; I'm not even Apple Bloom!"

"Are you sure? Open your mind."

"What does that even mean!?"

"Why don't you tell me, Apple Bloom!?" Scootaloo pressed the button.

"And then BOOM! Ponyville explodes, and it's up to Rainbow Dash to save the day!" said Scootaloo.

"I wasn't even having any fun!" complained Sweetie Belle.

"That was seriously the stupidest thing we've ever pretended, girls," said Apple Bloom.

The End

Author's Notes:

Author's Note: Apple Bloom was the button.