Apple Bloom and Scootaloo are in the treehouse with squealing faces.
"We got our cutie marks!", they yell in unision.
Applebloom got a cutie mark based on poetry while Scootaloo's cutie mark is based on journalism.
"I never knew writing could actually speak to my heart."
"And I guess working for The Foal Free Press really paid off."
"If we both got our cutie marks at the same time than Swetie Belle must of have one of her own."
"What do you think it is?"
"Maybe she inherits her mark from Rarity."
"I don't think that's how families work."
A knock came on the door.
"That must be her! I can't wait!"
Apple Bloom opens the door. Sweetie Belle comes in as a blank flank.
"Hey girls sorry I'm late."
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo shows disappointment their faces.
"Uhh..where have you been?", asks Scootaloo.
"Oh, I have been at Button's house playing Terraria."
"Did you not noticed our cutie marks?"
Sweetie Belle takes a look.
"Wow, I'm so proud of you both."
"That's all you have to say?", asks Apple Bloom.
"What?"
"I mean aren't you disappointed you did not get yours?"
"I guess that Button showed me that too much effort just for a cutie mark is not really important."
"Wow, Button Button Button.", mimicked Scootaloo."That's all you ever talked about.
"No I don't."
"Sweetie Belle, when we started this club we all agree that we would stick as best friends forever and that we would all get our cutie marks at the same time."
"But you would spend more time with your coltfriend than us.", finished Apple Bloom.
"Hey, Button is not my coltfriend."
"I thought we were best friends.", says Scootaloo.
"We are."
"Then stop hanging out with Button."
"I can't do that, he's my friend."
"Yeah, but your 'friend' is taking all your time away from us.", says Apple Bloom.
"Besides, he's not worth your time, all he does is play video games.", says Scootaloo.
"There's more to him than just playing video games."
"Look Sweetie Belle, if you care about our friendship then you would care about us more than anypony. So, what do you say?"
"I can't do it, he is too precious to let go."
"Well Apple Bloom, I guess Sweetie here does not care about us."
"I do care."
"But not enough.", says Apple Bloom.
They both pushed her outside. She fells down into a pile of mud. Sweetie Belle starts to cry.
"Girls please."
"Why would we want you back? You're just another filly that rather be a blank flank over us."
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo walk back inside as it starts to rain.
Later,
Button Mash is playing Roblox in his bed as he starts to yawn.
"No. Must. Play. More."
"Button, are you still up?"
"Uhh no mom, I'm just doing what my brother is doing whenever he thinks about his marefriend in bed."
"Button, you know you're way too young to do that. Go to sleep."
"Fine."
He shuts down his laptop as he places it under his bed.
"I guess I do need a little shut-eye."
A tap came on his glass window.
"Uhh, now what?"
He gets out of his bed as Sweetie Belle appears outside.
"Sweetie Belle?"
He opens the window as he lets her in.
"Sweetie Belle, what are you doing here up so late?"
She sheds a tears.
"Hey, what wrong?"
"They left me."
"Who?"
"My best friends."
"Why would they do that?"
"They think I care about you more than them."
"Sweetie Belle, I'm so sorry."
"It's alright, it's not your fault. It's just that I don't know what to do anymore, your my only friend to talk to and I just thought that I lose everything."
She starts crying. He hugs her as she place her head on his supposedly shoulder.
"You did not lose everything, you got Rarity."
"But what about you?"
"Yes, you got me too."
"Can I sleep here tonoght?"
"Sure."
They both go to Button's bed. Button lay only the right side of the bed while Sweetie only stays at the left.
This is the start of two new friends. Best friends.
