I was going to head back to the library after I had my walk, and after about an hour of arguing with myself whether or not I even care about having a cutie mark, I decided that I shouldn't care…I mean come on, who wants a tattoo right by their RUMP, right? Right? Oh well… I was going to push that thought into the back of my mind, when I heard two little fillies screaming. I looked over to my right and saw them flying straight at me, full speed. My eyes widened in horror, as they quickly came, soaring through the air. They both landed on me with a big thump, causing me to fall over onto my side.

"Ow…" I mumbled to myself, rubbing my head with my hoof, that had hit the rugged dirt road.

"Darn it, Scootaloo! You have to start warning us when the wagon is about to come to a stop!" A small yellowish orange filly with red hair and a pink bow yelled out, struggling to get up, off of me. It would have been much easier without struggle if her friend hadn't landed on top of her.

"Scootaloo!" The other filly whined, slowly trying to get off of her struggling friend. "Sweetie Belle, hurry off of me!" The yellow one pushed.

"Sorry!" The one named Scootaloo called out to her friends.

"Sorry, Ma'am." The one with the bow apologized, while lending a hoof to help me up as soon as she was free from Sweetie Belle. I gladly accepted the help, even if I had no idea how she could help, hoof to hoof. Somehow she helped me up, don't ask me how, she just did.

"It's fine, really." I accepted her apology, and started to head back to the library, when they all gasped loudly, staring at me. I looked over, and of course. They were staring at the side of my rump.

"Oh, great. Now you three?" I asked, more annoyed than sad.

"You have no cutie mark!" The orange one named Scootaloo shouted.

"Yeah, I know! Whatever the cutie mark stands for, I don't have one." I stated, about to walk off.

"You don't know what a cutie mark is for?" Sweetie Belle gasped, eyes wide.

"No…" I said, turning around to face her.

"A cutie mark appears on your flank when you find out what your special talent is!" Applebloom informed me, with an adorable southern accent.

"Oh… well, apparently I don't know what that is yet." I replied, turning away.

"Wait! We don't have ours either!" Scootaloo called out, and they all pointed to their flanks, and in fact, they were blank.

"Do you want to join the Cutie Mark Crusaders?!" Sweetie Belle asked, very excitedly.

"The Cutie Mark Crusaders?"

"It's a group we made dedicated to ponies without a cutie mark!" Applebloom nodded.

"You want me to join the Cutie Mark Crusaders?" I asked, baffled they would want an adult pony like me to join.

"Well, yeah! You are a pony with no cutie mark." Scootaloo chimed in.

"Um… are you sure?"

"Yeah!" They all agreed.

"Well, then… yeah! I don't see why I shouldn't!" I replied. I was actually excited to see what my special talent could be…

I know earlier I said I didn't care, but this changes EVERYTHING!

"First, we have to show you the clubhouse, and you need your own Cutie Mark Crusaders, cape…" Sweetie Belle kept listing off all of the things we needed to do, before I could officially join their club.

They took me to their clubhouse, past Sweet Apple Acres. We walked in, and I was really surprised that I could fit in it. It was quite roomy.

"...You are now, officially, a Cutie Mark Crusader!" Sweetie Belle announced to me and the other two fillies in the room. She threw a cape over me, with their Cutie Mark Crusaders logo on it. It looked as if they had stitched it up themselves, which was not a bad thing. It was adorable.

"Now we can start to find out what our special talents are!" Scootaloo chirped, after playing the bongos in front of her loudly.

"Right!" Applebloom agreed.

"So, I've been thinking... maybe ZIP LINING is our special talent!" Scootaloo insisted.

"Zip Lining?" I asked. They had zip lining here?

"Yeah! CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS, ZIP LINING!" They all cheered out, slamming their hooves together.

They looked at me, as if they were waiting for me to slam my hoof there too.

"Oh! Heh." I slammed my hoof into theirs and we were off.

We climbed a huge tree that had a zip line attached to it, and to another tree across from it. It was longer than I thought it would be.

"Ok, Cutie Mark Crusaders! Grab on one of the handles!" Scootaloo screamed, and we all grabbed one.

"Are you sure this is safe, Scootaloo?" Sweetie Belle asked worriedly, "This is higher than I thought it would be!" she squeaked, looking below her.

"I'm totally sure! Spike said this was fun!"

"Wait, SPIKE said this was fun?" I asked, but before they could even answer, we were pushed right off, going down the zip line at the highest speed I've ever been.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" we all screamed at once.

At least we were staying on the zip line... I didn't think that all of our weight combined would be able to even last on this thing...but then...

"SNAP!"

Ok, it took a while to get this chapter up, I had some writers block, heh. :P

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