Babs Seed, Babs Seed, What You Gonna do?
Chapter 2: You gotta hide, you gotta bail
Previous Chapter Next ChapterAfter The three original Cutie Mark Crusaders met all of the new ones in Manehatten, they decided they would celebrate. At Bab's favorite resturaunt, of course. I hope she doesn't come back and ruin everything... Babs thought, since she knew that the bullies in Manehatten were fully aware of her favorite resturaunt. And that some of them liked it, too. Her head drooped, and soon her snout was making marks in the dirt as they trotted along. Applebloom noticed this behavior, and she gently nudged her cousin. Babs winced before looking at her, and remembered when the fillies and colts used to do that to her. She would always fall for the trap, thinking somepony would comfort her, but there was always a mean pony standing there, either taking her science notes or teasing her. But when she looked at Applebloom, she had a warm smile on her face, and her eyes looked remorseful.
"Ah know that gal was mean, but don't ya worry. Ah don't think she'll be comin' back anytime soon." She said. She felt sorry that Babs had bullies, and not even one friend to help her, when Applebloom had two. Babs gave her a smile and nodded. Maybe things won't be so bad after all. Maybe they can even have a sleepover at their new hangout! Babs' smile grew wider as she thought more and more of what she was going to do while her first friends were here. She remembered to never go camping, especially if ponies were going to tell ghost stories. As much as she loved them, she didn't think Scootaloo would be able to sleep with Rainbow Dash back in Ponyville. Soon she saw an orange hoof wave in her face. Her thoughts faded as she started to hear her surroundings.
"Hello? Hellloooo!Helllooo!HELLO!" Scootaloo yelled with an impatient frown on her face. Babs shook her head and gave her a sheepish look.
"Anyways, now that you're done daydreaming, let's get down to business! We're here at Sunny's Sunshine Cafe, which is your favorite, right?" Scootaloo said, her expression instantly changing into a big grin. Babs just nodded, having a bad feeling about going inside. AppleBloom got behind her and pushed her in when she wasn't moving, and she smirked when they got inside.
" See, no mean ponies around here!" She exclaimed. Babs sighed, realizing that she was worrying for no-
"Oh, look! It's the Cutie Mark Wanna-bes!"
"What are they going to do? 'Crusade' to find some lousy cutie mark?
"Maybe their special talents are being babies!
"Or dodos!
"Or chi-"
"I AM NOT A CHICKEN! I'M A PONY! WHAT IS SO HARD ABOUT THAT?! Scootaloo screamed over the ponies. Babs' heart sank. Not only were they here before us, but they started calling us names right when they got in. To Babs' surprise, Applebloom was still smiling.
"Actually, It's a 50/50 chance of that happening. With so much things a talent could be, heck, we are all clueless! Ah'm glad y'all found your marks. Ooooh, a block of gold. Well, ya talent certainly isn't mining, ya probably hate walking around on the ground outside. Y'all must be rich. Ah hope that ya have more than being rich." she said. The pony she was mentioning had a yellow coat with a shiny gold and brown mane. She gasped at her words.
"What more would I need than money and more ponies to help me with you little blank flanks." She said in an over dramatic, snobby voice. Applebloom simply looked her in the eye, pointed to all of the other Crusaders, and smiled.
"Friends, for one. Food, for two. Family, for three. And honesty, for four. I could list much more, but I feel that you must be 'much more superior' to be wasting your time on a farm filly like me." she said the last part in a mocking tone, trying to mimick the accent of the filly. The foal in question only snorted.
"Come on, girls, let's move away from these losers, and sit at a cool table, that isn't infected with uncool germs." She hmphed and got out of her chair. Her and her followers all kept their nose up as they took their things to a table farther away.
Babs smiled for the second time with those bullies in the same room.
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